Kaireth.
The name returned a moment after Lucavion recognized the face.
He might have continued down the aisle without giving him much thought if Kaireth's expression had remained ordinary, yet the young man's jaw tightened the instant their eyes met, and that tiny movement made Lucavion slow by half a step.
Ah.
So he was still upset.
Considering what had happened several hours earlier, Lucavion supposed that was understandable. Kaireth had spent the Combat Awareness Trial watching one mistake after another somehow find Lucavion's position, only for the supposed victim to walk out of the zone without giving any of them the reaction they had wanted. The bruises beneath Lucavion's uniform still remembered the experience more vividly than he cared to.
His lips curved.
Kaireth noticed.
That made it better.
"Your performance wasn't bad."
Lucavion kept his voice low enough that only the nearby desks would hear, then gave him a small wink before continuing toward the upper rows.
