It had taken her all ten minutes to realise that her soul had already left medical school. She literally sneaked out, on tiptoes. Then she bumped into him, literally. In her defence, she was lost in thought, eyes on the ground in front of her. “Excuse me…,” she muttered softly without looking up, continuing with her walk. “Are you okay?” he asked, and she put up her hand to indicate she was okay, without turning.“Muna?” She stopped, then turned, then hated herself for a moment because she recognised him even though she had only seen him once, months ago. Wesonga smiled and walked towards her with a stretched arm. “Sorry, do we know each other?” It was a strangely satisfying feeling when she spotted a hint of disappointment, but he recovered fast.