NOVA
Theodora's handshake is firm but not painful, thankfully. Her hand is also warm and calloused as though she's handled heavy jobs all her life. She looks quite young, but I have a feeling that she is older than Rhydar.
She flashes me a smile that makes her blue eyes twinkle. "I'm Rhydar's PA."
...His what?
I blink, unsure if I misheard. "Wait. PA? As in—"
"Personal assistant," Rhydar cuts in, appearing beside her. "But don't let the title fool you. She's more lethal than half the instructors here."
Dora grins again. "I also do a bit of diagnostics. Mind if I...?"
She gestures subtly to my neck. I hesitate for a second, clutching my towel tighter around me. But then I nod.
Her fingers are gentle as they ghost across the side of my neck and shoulder. She doesn't speak at first. S
