"It's nice to have someone to work with, instead of having to do the experiments myself."

No more chemistry.

Hacker Friend is in history, talking to Combat Friend. They saved her a seat.

She sits in it.

"Hi guys."

"Hey! Ready to learn about long-dead kings and not anything actually useful?"

"There's a surprising amount of use to be had out of long-dead kings, I think!"

"History can inform our understanding of the modern world and how it came to be. Also, a lot of long-dead monarchs have really interesting stories, especially the women."

"Exactly. You get me."

Danny harrumphs vaguely affectionately.

Vaguely.

And after a discussion on France's three estates, Allison and Solvei head outside.

"So how do you like the town so far? Not just the school, I mean. You're living in the old Hale house, right?"

"Yeah. It's a nice house, however questionable the associations. And the town's good too. Cozy."

"Cozy, claustrophobic...what do you know about local history?"

"Enlighten me."

They arrive at the same spot as yesterday.

The targets are still there, waiting patiently to be shot at. 

"The Hale house is famous for the huge extended local family that lived there for generations, until a mysterious arson. The arson was recently connected to my aunt, Kate Argent."

"I was missing the part about your aunt," she says. "The arson, I'd heard of."

"There's a bit of history between the Hales and the Argents. Maybe I'll tell you the whole story eventually. The gist is, Derek and I don't really get along much, since his uncle and my aunt decided pointless violence and revenge plots belonged anywhere other than old tragedies."

She readies her bow. If she's pretending the target is her aunt, she certainly doesn't say anything.

"Sorry to hear that. It sounds like a real mess."

"It's mostly over now," she says as an arrow hits the bullseye.

"But only mostly. You should be careful," she says, hesitantly, as though stepping carefully over an area with possible landmines.

"I'm listening," she says. "What should I be careful about?"

"Sometimes weird things happen in this town. Especially around the full moon. Maybe I'm just picking up local superstition."

Arrow, meet target.

"If you say so, I believe you," she says, with emphatic sincerity.

"I don't know what I should tell you. I don't know your aunt, and I do know my parents. Just, keep an eye out, but stay safe. Don't go looking until you're sure you're ready."

She starts talking about how to properly string a bow, if Solvei allows the change in subject.

Yes, absolutely. She is so willing to learn about archery.

Learning ensues.

Eventually, they part ways.

Fencing club does not meet every day, unfortunately for Allison.

Today, she can explore chess, photography, or League of Legends.