Connor headed into the classroom, grabbing his pack then heading out. He went to a bathroom, washing off the blood. More bruises. He grimaced then sighed. 

But he walked back to the classroom with a smile. He had managed to hit mimic twice, and if his side wasn't so tender, he might have survived longer. He had improved greatly. He sat back down, watching the screen.

Kalinda hesitated, before walking up to sit beside Connor, "I can probably heal that" she said, then without waiting for permission, laid a hand on his face, letting down her blocks, taking in the pain, then spinning it back out quickly to heal. 

When it was done, she stood and returned to her seat, shaking slightly as she struggled to put her blocks back up.

Connor blinked, looking after the girl. Then shook his head, and returned to the tv.