The lecture hall echoed with the low, steady drone of Professor Anya's voice, a sound that seemed designed to test the endurance of even the most disciplined cadets. She was deep into a breakdown of Vitae Resource Allocation Statutes, her holographic charts spinning lazily in the air above the podium.
Zaeryn sat in the middle row, flanked by Yuna on his left and Jyn on his right, with Morticia seated on the far side of Jyn. He had his data-slate out, stylus hovering over the screen as he made a genuine effort to be a model student. But his focus was being actively sabotaged.
Jyn was bored. And he was beginning to realize that when Jyn was bored, she became a liability to academic progress.
'Now I know why Morticia didn't want to sit with her,' he thought, casting Jyn a slightly annoyed look.
