Tisarwat had been poking around for a reaction, sure, but that was...not quite what she'd been expecting. Her brows lifted, she blinked her lilac eyes a few times. "No," she ventured, now even more curious than before, which had been mild at best, "she hasn't. She seems really tough," and maybe was a bit heavier on that whistle for Tisarwat during that one class than the others, she felt, but that was fine, it just meant Tisarwat had to work harder, and she liked the challenge, "but it's a survival class, so that makes sense. She should be tough on us, right?"

A beat. A sip of her tea.

"So you do know her, then?"