K’rin hesitated. “How is Lyrra?” He’d been so preoccupied with his anger with A’ver and his own self-pity that he’d completely ignored how Lyrra might feel. How the other weyrlings were feeling-he knew he’d done a good enough job that they’d be able to let S’bor’s lessons roll off their backs-and he’d just assumed Kenzie would be fine without his grouchy input day after day. Shows what he knew. In his defense, he had more background in teaching and in bedding males than he did in forming an actual relationship with a female. Especially one as complex and vocal as Kenzie.