Ralli sleeps until morning.

Ralli woke up the next morning feeling slightly poorly rested. For a woman who had been going to sleep on a strict schedule and sleeping perfectly without incident every night she could remember, it was ****. Nonetheless, diligently, Ralli got dressed into yesterday's clothes, pulling her sweat-stained, plain grey cloth underclothes on and flexing her skeleton until she could feel the musculature people would be expecting return. She threw on her tunic, skirt, and accompaniments... as usual, she wouldn't bother with the armor until she was showered. If she was going to bother showering, anyway.

Today, she needed it. The heat of yesterday's training session and the sweat of her... attempts... last built up a powerful funk. It was worst of all for her, considering her keen sense of smell.

She entered the shower and got to scrubbing, acknowledging Harley with a gruff nod. It was always unusual to see the young knight trainee showering her orange hair and sun-tanned body in the teacher's area as if she belonged there, even though she'd been granted special permission, but it was even stranger after the previous night... Ralli found her mind distracted with those thoughts. "Masturbation is dangerous. I'll tell Bella next time I see her," she thought to herself.

"Morning..." Harley replied in a chipper tone, although she looked a bit off. It looked to Ralli like the girl's eyes were scanning her at double speed today, as if searching for something. "How's it going, Ms. Ralli? Anything, um, unusual... this morning?"

"Oh no. She knows I was masturbating. I don't understand how... This could critically undermine my authority as an instructor. My ability to teach may be completely destroyed. Additionally, I feel incredible shame. I want to die. I want to die." "... No," she said succinctly with outward calm, continuing to scrub at her excessive mane of jet black hair.

"O-Oh! That's good," Harley acknowledged, nodding once and still smiling strangely. "So, um, you didn't get anything in the mail?"

Ralli stopped scrubbing her hair, frozen for just a moment before she resumed. "... Yes, I did. Don't concern yourself with it, woman. It is but a moment's farce. It will pass."

"O-Oh! That's... good," Harley agreed, still smiling, but looking like she was sorting out her feelings. "So... that message isn't anything you and I need to worry about, then? Ms. Bella apparently told her class... there would be some big changes... s-so I was worried some might be coming to our class, too. So... I guess nothing like that will be happening... And class will just be... business as usual," she continued, sounding more and more depressed. It wasn't clear if she had a really big idea of what the change was going to be, or she was simply hoping not to get the shit beaten out of her in training once again.

"... We'll see," Ralli muttered quietly. She couldn't admit to her student that she hadn't ruled out the idea of changing her lesson plan according to Bella's suggestion, but still hadn't been able to come up with how.

Harley brightened immediately. "O-Oh! We'll see, huh? That's good, good! Well, however things change, we'll rise to the task if it helps the knights serve the people! So d-don't be afraid to do something completely different! Um... from what we normally do... ma'am."

"... You're still doing laps, Dustaine. Don't be late," she told her chipper shower partner, finishing showering off and stepping out to towel the moisture off of her dark, muscular body.

"Riiight, yes ma'aaam," the younger woman sulked, pouting as she finished showering and prepared her poor, aching body for the task.

Toweling her hair, the sergeant considered if there was any way to come up with something before she reached the classroom... She had a bad feeling that the class was going to be even more dispirited and unfocused if she told them they were going to keep doing grueling laps without any change...