Sakura angles for one of the seats across from Sara, pack jostling on her back as she likewise wrenched open a window. Several open at once might pull in enough cross air movement to keep them feeling cooler. She still doesn't find this as intolerable as back home. The humidity is lower than she expected overall.

"Ah," she says, waiting for another cadet to pass in the aisle before crossing to the seats Sara has staked out. "I felt I had to try. Doing it is a mistake, while not doing it is a bigger one." She's not certain the proverb even applies in this situation, but the words are already out there. Sakura smiles, sheepish, looking briefly down at her hands.

She has to be strong enough to be her own person.