Bab 88: can I have some more of this food?

Well, this is my Lecturer and not my friend anyway.

Lifting my wrist with the band I looked at the time. So I only had five hours of sleep. Sigh, not even time for a proper meal.

I guess I have to eat that garbage this Lecturer provided me with.

When he lifted his talent I felt weightless. 

This was a reprieve for my aching form which had felt as though it had been performing through sludge. 

Exhaling, and inhaling slowly I tried to catch my breath and calm my protesting form. 

"Student Jah."

"En, Lecturer Varek."

"Good," he said standing taller and taking a few steps away turning away from me. I watched him closely as he walked across the room and reached into his wristband space and pulled out a three tier bento box. 

This is not the garbage he would usually give me. 

I stared at the box subconsciously moving slowly forward. 

Is this a reward? 

Oh dear gods tell me this is a reward im starving!