Kat and Lily's pondering took them all the way to dinner time. The knock on the door signalled as such… but they were hesitant to simply go down. As Kat was walking to the door she asked internally. *Do we really want to do this? I mean… I'm not hungry, I don't really think you are either… but if they've made food for us it would be impolite to avoid them…*
[I don't think we have a choice. Kress is going to be an ass no matter what. We can count this as practice. If we can't even go a dinner without beating him into the floor what hope do we have once we're together in the tournament when tensions are running high?]
*Ok. I think you're right.*
