Karena nods, her face blank. Then she goes to her dorm and changes into athletic clothes and goes to the dojo to work out. Thankfully, she's alone, for tears begin to roll down her cheeks of their own accord. She thinks of the duffle bag of medical supplies, and prays that Flint never discloses her secret passion with anyone else. But she was glad that, to her knowledge, there was no use for it.