Wednesday passed the way the days before major events always passed — too quickly in the parts that mattered and too slowly in everything else.
Morning classes had the distracted quality of a student body that was present in body and elsewhere in mind. Professors acknowledged this with varying degrees of patience. Professor Ashcroft taught through it with the focused determination of someone who refused to cede curriculum time to circumstance. Professor Edwards gave up halfway through a lesson on essence conversion ratios and spent the second half letting students ask competition-related questions, which he answered with mathematical precision that somehow made everything sound more manageable.
Seraphina spent the morning in classes and the afternoon in training and the evening reviewing event formats she already knew by heart because reviewing things she already knew by heart was what she did when she needed her hands occupied and her mind partially free.
