“... Or you could do it now,” Thayva muttered under her breath as Serapis shouted to Arjun. She sighed
	Many of those still in the dining hall stopped, eyes turning to the two in curiosity before the other staff members ushered the children out.
	Thayva crossed her arms as her husband returned to her and gave his report. “I figured as much. Though, it would have been wiser, I think, to speak to him in private, not public, dear," she advised kindly. "I would imagine the ire of the other orphans is not something he would like to attract, even if he [i]did[/i] know something.”

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	Kia glanced over her shoulder as she heard the headmaster call to his son, but the crowd quickly forced her away.
	The conversations buzzed around the food fight, some speaking of it highly and others wishing ill to whomever had caused it.
	As the elf girl had hoped, it had definitely made an impact. It would be the talk of the house for at least the next couple weeks. 
	With adrenaline still running through her veins from the excitement, she followed the rest of the girls her age to their changing rooms, and changed into her clothes for their physical training, clothes which were now considerably cleaner. Laundry was going to be fun [i]that[/i] week.
	Kia eagerly headed to the track. Other girls already ran along the indoor space. A fairly large oval, the track, through magic and no small amount of elbow-grease, changed from day to day, mimicking a different terrain each training session. Today, sand coated the track, and a few cacti grew out of it.
	[i]All that’s missing is a couple--oh, there they are![/i] Kia watched two tumbleweeds roll across the center of the track, then blow in front of one of the girls already running laps.
	As one of the two female trainers shouted at the girls with advice, Kia began to stretch before joining in the run.