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"Hey, Miss Neo."

Neo looked over. Or rather, she cocked an eyebrow to let him know she was listening.

"Who would win in a fight between you and the headmaster?"

Without hesitation, she swept a finger down to point at her own face.

"Really? Like, for sure?"

Her eyebrow raised higher, asking him if he really wanted to keep expressing doubt as to her ability – or whether he needed another go with her to find out for sure. Oscar couldn't tell if her eyebrows were just really expressive or if he was getting better at reading her intent.

"I don't doubt you. I'm just curious. Is it close at least? Is it sixty-forty in favour of you?"

Neo shook her head and smiled proudly. One finger made a `1` shape and the other a `o` shape.

"It's a hundred per cent you winning?"

A proud nod.