Ask her about Newton, and the rest of her class!

{if BankCuddle == True}"When we were in your apartment, I saw your big class photo." You explain. "What are they all like? Newton's in there, right?"

Nora smiles down at you with lazy eyes. "Yes, Newton's in my class. Or at least, he was, but his partner pulled out of Coinpilfer to go to law school. Little rat of a man, goes wherever the money is, even if it means throwing away two years of education."

Nora reaches up and rubs at her eyes, mouth in a slight grimace.

"You know, don't tell anybody I told you this Debbie, but the only reason Newton partnered with him in the first place is because nobody else wanted to. Newton's name got pulled first, so he got the first pick, and he chose the rat so that its little feelings wouldn't be hurt. And so that the rest of us wouldn't have to deal with it."

Oh, yeah. With how nice and loving Nora is to you, you sort of forgot how harsh she can be with people she doesn't like ({if BankTotal == 2}poor Rana the bank teller{else}that poor bank teller{endif}.......).

{else}"I wanted to know what the rest of your class is like!" You smile. "Do you know Newton?"

Nora gives you a half smile, then looks back over the rest of the tent as she talks. "Yes, I know Newton. He's been in my class these last two years. Now it's looking like he won't get to graduate, because his rat of a partner pulled out of Coinpilfer to give law school a try. I hope that man eats one too many apple seeds."

Nora reaches up and rubs at her eyes, mouth in a slight grimace. Guess she really doesn't like that guy, huh?{endif}

"But yes, I know Newton. He taught our whole class proper workout routines. Efficient, effective, and barely made you sore at all. I doubt any of us would've made it this far without that. I'm going to miss him."

Nora's eyes glaze slightly as she has (you assume) a series of flashbacks of her last two years at Coinpilfer. You can't wait until you're old enough to have flashbacks of your time at Coinpilfer. But still, these particular ones are making her sad, so you want to quickly change the subject so that she gets happy again. It's your job as her official cuddler!

"What about the rest of your class?" You ask, with a **** but well-meaning smile. "What's your partner like?"

Nora lets out a ragged sigh, and puts her head back against the stands she's leaning on. Guess that was the wrong choice of question....

"My partner's a woman named Lola." Nora says, in a surprisingly vicious voice.{if NoraCuddle1 == True}

Ohhhh.... oh, yeah, no. She was in Nora's room when you went to cuddle with her, since later years have their partners for roommates. They didn't really seem to get on at all. Bad call on your end, here.{else}{if FoodWork>0}

Hey, you know her!{if LolaKnow == True} You, uh, really know her..... Nora doesn't like her?{else} She came into the Food Court while you were working, right?{endif}{endif}

{else} {endif}"First year, she was all about the mission, all about wanting to become a Warrior. Second year, she figured out what else a good body could get her in here, and I basically had to drag her up to a passing grade. I'm sure she'll pass this year too, as much as she doesn't want to put any more than the minimum effort in, because she knows that she needs to pass. I thought I'd found the woman I'd partner with until retirement, but it turns out I just found another wanton slut who throws away her goals at the first orgasm."

Nora straightens out her head to look back at you. Evidently, seeing your face all filled with concern and your posture all closed inwards, her face takes a softer expression and she steps closer towards you.

"I'm sorry sweet pea, I'm just still all sore about it." Nora reaches forward and strokes at your hair, and you relax a little bit into it. "I can understand wanting affection and attention, but not.... well, you're here to become a Warrior, I'm sure you'll find out for yourself soon enough."

That's ominous. But still, it's nice to be away from all of that nasty and dirty talk now, so you rest your head against Nora's chest and just let her stroke at your hair for a while. It's really relaxing.... eventually, though, Nora steps back to lean on the Arena's stands again, gives you a small smile, and then looks back over the rest of the tent, shaking her head to herself a little bit.