Tav is nervous and fidgety all through dinner, thoughts clearly far away even as her friends chatter away around her. She keeps her gaze turned downward, away from soft lips and glossy hair and hints of collarbone and cleavage peeking through blouses. This won't work if she cheats, if she keeps having those same thoughts about other girls.

Finally, dinner ends, and Tavris bolts to her room to drop off her things and clean herself up. No use going to see Ms. Serket all sweaty and gross. Finally, finally, she's approaching the door to her suite on one of the upper floors, trembling even as she knocks.