Grace had been silent for the entirety of the lessons. Watching the others already falling into social groups and ignoring her. Even the Master had seemed to be focusing on everyone else but her--not that she minded fading off.

Her thoughts drifted to the initiation, then back further. Again her mind replayed the scene of the boy who'd let himself be eaten and she cringed. Why had he sacrificed himself...? And then there was the matter of the others who'd definitely been there at the initiation but hadn't been there afterwards....

She shuddered. She was likely in over her head. But it wasn't like she could do anything about it... it was probably best to keep a low profile.