Kijani would have retorted with two points, that it wasn't an assumption, but a theory based on fact- and also that she didn't think he was bad. In fact, she thought he was composed, intelligent, and ruthless. Some people equivocated that with being a bad person. She didn't. She thought it was better than being good, and weak for that goodness. She kept it to herself, though. Anthony had enough of a swelled head without her adding air. She walked to the car and slid in the backseat, leaning her head against the soft black leather. She shut her eyes, and didn't wake up until they were back at the Academy. Thanking the driver, she exited and went straight to her dorm.

It was a lucky thing that she slept in the car- no rest would be had tonight.