[Fey]

{LOL silly assumptions}

Tal was dragging. He'd skipped his morning classes and done a lighter workout in his gym, but he couldn't skip rehearsal. Even if his understudy would jump for joy(literally) if he called in. For the millionth time he forced himself not to think actively about Kenly...he wasn't sure how much he trusted the new mental pathway. Once practice was over he'd try and see how well it worked. For now, he had a 'date' with a tiny, angry dancer.