Kijani picked at her pancake, half listening to the conversation. Three days... she had three days to... do what? Besides prepare physically... she had to toughen her mind. Then again, could anyone really... prepare for possibly having to kill someone? She didn't want to kill anyone. Not that she [i]wouldn't[/i] - if it came to that, she wouldn't hesitate to defend herself. But just outright killing was a bit beyond her. For now, anyway. Maybe someday, when she was stronger and more able to make that kind of choice. 

Her pancake was turning into a pile of syrupy mush. She hadn't taken a bite.