Masozi stumbles out of his Intro to Geometry class, half-dazed. 

That.....was amazing!

He's pretty sure that he's either going to end up staying up half the night, or else demanding favors that he'll need to painfully repay, in order to get any of his homework done on time. But he can't regret it even a little bit, because, MATH. 

It's BEAUTIFUL. There were shapes. Angles. And...concepts, that made all of it fit together perfectly, in a way that he understands and can hold in his head but doesn't even have words to convey.... 

Masozi is still capable of heading for the cafeteria, and scanning for mals, even though most of his brain is full of MATH.