Zach returned to classes the day after their first practice session, apparently completely recovered. For a guy that had lost a good chunk of his memory, he was surprisingly exuberant. Zorian admired his fellow time traveler for his ability to maintain good cheer in poor circumstances, but Zach’s attention-grabbing behavior only made his inexplicable improvement in skill that much more noticeable. It was almost a repeat of the very first time he lived through the month, only instead of hanging out with Neolu and that other mystery girl, Zach was hanging out with him. Which, of course, made Zorian a target for every curious classmate that wanted to know how Zach had suddenly become so skilled.
“What am I supposed to tell them?” he asked Zach. They were in the cafeteria, and he had noticed
