“Are you sure?” The Goblin was Transferring Speech. “They might just want us to be tense.”
“I’m sure of this.” Kazu Nini replied in kind, not allowing her face or body betray her desire to appear oblivious.
“Have you told Isimaila Fginja?”
“She sensed it too, hence her position just beside the door as they file in.”
“Okay, when you need me, let me know.”
“Good.”
The Tributary students had gone ¼ of their numbers and still nothing had happened, making Kazu Nini conflicted.
“Not to doubt, but how sure are you of this?”
“I do not think I could be wrong. Plus, another of ours felt it.”
“True.”