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Nyra and Cassian head toward lunch. I stay. Just for a minute. Looking at the board. Ninety-four. Not perfect. Mistakes everywhere. But green. Operational. Ready. Whatever that means for a first-year.

"You're annoyed." Rhyven.

I don't turn. "No."

"Liar."

I look at him. He's standing several feet away. No clipboard. Arms crossed. "Second." I say.

"Tragic."

"One point."

"Devastating."

"I liked you better last night."

His expression changes. Barely. "Questionable."

I look back at the board. "Did you see?"

"Yes."

"Of course you did." He says nothing. "What did you get?" I ask.

"Not relevant."

"Which means high."

"No."

"Rhyven."

"Chief assessments aren't scored the same."

Annoying. "Did you pass?"

He looks at me. "No. They removed me immediately."

I smile. "Asshole."

"You moved command." There.

I look toward him. "You watched."

"Part."

"Against the rules?"

"No."

"Then yes."

"I know."

"I fucked up."

"Yes." Wow.