"...I wonder if there was, like, anyone we just happened to be sort of near, who could have been the target of an assassination." 

"It'd be a bloody stupid time to assassinate anyone. Everyone shows up on Field Day, it'd make more sense to honeypot their room or a class."

"I'm not saying it makes sense but explanations that make sense are a bit thin on the ground."

"Maybe someone... dropped a honeypot? By accident?"

"I don't...think they go off when you drop them? Maybe someone dropped something that wasn't intended as a honeypot but ended up having a similar effect?"

"Seems like the best notion we've got so far."

"And, of course, all evidence was destroyed." Sigh. "I'm going to find Shannon and bribe her to help fix people up some more with some of the mana I at least scrounged up from that little stunt." 

"I guess I will... go... climb ropes. Anything you fancy out of the automat if you're not back by the time we're collecting brunch?"

"I'm not picky, get me whatever anyone else wants the least." 

"See if I don't." Off she goes to climb ropes.

Lucia locates Shannon and does some bribery. 

...Nobody is going to die of their wounds, who hasn't already. Not directly. Lucia is still pretty worried about them in terms of being obvious low-hanging fruit, but--there isn't really anything she can do about that that she wasn't doing already. And it...probably helps their individual chances that it happened to a bunch of people at once? Instead of any one of them by themself?

This is not super reassuring but, like, when is anything ever. 

Lucia tries to put it out of her mind. Worrying isn't going to improve the situation, and she has her own allies now, who deserve better than for her to be pointlessly distracted. 

She rejoins them after less than fifteen minutes, there being little for her to do after Shannon has been paid unless she wants to stand over her making sure she doesn't renege, which would be pretty stupid of her. 

Liu, Aadhya, and El between them have scored a respectable brunch of egg-in-a-hole and baked beans and cran-apple juice. El has gone out of her way to specifically get Lucia a haggis with neeps.

Well, that'll successfully distract Lucia, at least for a moment. 

"So...I'm not complaining...but, uh, what is this?" she asks, poking at it with mild suspicion. 

"Sheep organs and oatmeal and onions and suet," chirps El. "And the side dish is turnips. Some poor sod ought to be very grateful you have left them something else to eat, just as you requested."

"Sheep organs, huh." She starts eating it. "I have never had anything quite like this before," she decides after several bites. "There's something to not having the real version to compare it to." 

"If I had never had haggis before perhaps this would have motivated me to keep it to myself, but alas."

"--Oh, haggis, this is haggis? I have heard of haggis. As being...Scottish? I think?"

"Yep. But it turns out you can buy the ingredients in Wales as well and some people choose to do this. I'm a vegetarian when I'm at home, which you'd think would help, but I didn't know what it was."

"Compared to the ambient risk of death here I suppose that doesn't really rate, but ugh." 

"Well, I didn't care for it much so I didn't finish it. Ah, luxury, throwing away food that won't literally poison you." Beans om nom.

"I suppose. I've always been such an omnivore, it never really came up." 

"If you're about to tell us that you have tried eating poached maleficaria in a balsamic reduction please save it till we've all had a moment to digest."

Snort. "No, before I was old enough to grasp that physically ingesting mals was a bad idea Mom was very on the ball in terms of prying things out of my hands before I could put them in my mouth." 

"Oh thank goodness."

When they have brunched they can return to their enriching phys ed.

Lucia keeps a sharp eye out for any kind of, uh, anything, while they are physing their ed. 

Nothing happens. 

Over the next several days, the number of alerts from the power-sharers drop off precipitously; the only alert that comes up (responded to by actual Bangkok kids before El can get there) was a sophomore accidentally getting between a senior and their neglected homework.