Dozing off during hand-to-hand combat wasn"t really a possibility, but for the three classes she had after that before the lunch break, it had been a constant risk. Her eyelids wanted to close, always promising it was just for a second, just to deal with some eyeball dryness, but she wasn"t fooled. She kept them open, not quite having to use her fingers to achieve that.
Her ears couldn"t close on her, but her brain kept opting not to process any of what she was hearing into words or thoughts. It was only the second day of class, and the lectures were largely restating the reading she had just managed to do the prior evening before meeting Fitz. But being called on to answer a question was an ever-present danger.
Ritchie got through it by a combination of obsessively taking notes of every
