Okay, fair. She could stand to work on her sense of self-preservation. Ginia takes into her nanotech and dials back her pain a few steps, making it easier to breathe in the interim.

"A little. I think she wanted to prove how strong she was." No one goes that destructively hard on training dummies unless there's something to prove. But isn't that what these sessions encourage? Show how strong you are, impress the god you've never met. "She challenged me. I should have turned it down and walked away, but I accepted. I shot down her attacks with my borderlines and that's when she really came after me."

Ginia smiles dryly and looks toward the training grounds, where the spars are still happening.

"I think the day's mood got to me. This is all stupid."