Ean gaped at Sakura through the archway that had previously contained a force field. <How did you get out of here?> he asked in disbelief.
<Air vent,> Sakura said, pointing.
Ean looked at the vent in question and the cover that was fastened seamlessly over it. <But the slats in that thing aren’t even an inch wide!> Ean protested.
<Yes…> agreed Sakura. <And I’m a master ninja.> She opened one eye just enough to peek at him inquisitively. Its iris was a vibrant emerald. She pursed her lips to hide a smile. <Weren’t you listening earlier?>