And not like more mals than normal will be trying to get in - they can barricade the door against the usual fleeing hoard, and then not worry at all about it until after the flames have passed and the halls have cooled.

And the cleansing drowns out a lot of noises Bea might make. 

(It's been a stressful year. They deserve a break.)

"Do you think the plan worked?" she asks.

"We're going to have to find El and Luthien to ask for sure."

"They'll probably go scavenging before induction."

"The labs are closest..."

"Want to try to intercept them?"

"We'll have to be quick."

"Think it's worth the effort?"

"I need to get a handle on the political situation... Things will be unstable. But I don't think they'll appreciate the interference with scavenging - and everyone else will be trying, too..."

"We could get a good place in the cafeteria, then."

"Take a proper shower."

"Indulge in luxury."

"At least fifteen entire minutes of it."

"A bounty beyond imagination." Kiss.

Kiss! A longer one than they can usually afford, too.

Graduation is the best.

This time next year will be better. 

Plus the travel time from Germany to London.

Fair enough; though Liesel bets she can get a flight okay. 

Bea has every faith in her.

She's honored to have such trust from her ally. 

It's well earned.

And she'll strive to keep earning it. (Kiss!)