"Good job, you two," said the Instructor. "Take an hour of Rec."
"Thank you, Ser," said Florian. He grabbed Catlin's hand, pulling her with him. Around the corner, he started to run.
"Why aren't we going home?" said Catlin. "After class, we usually—"
"We finished early. Sera's out until three. He said we have Rec." He could smell Ag: soil, animals, feed.
"But what we do when we get home is Rec."
"Look," he said. "It's a target of opportunity. If you're supposed to take out three Enemies, and you realize you can take out six, why settle for half?"