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“I can sleep when I’m dead,” Bast said with a laugh.  “Or at least, I can sleep when my dissertation is done.”  He paused, then added, “Or maybe more realistically, I can sleep when these quizzes are graded.”

“Ah, the curse of marking.  That makes more sense,” Lottie acknowledged.  “You should become a radical teacher and just stop giving quizzes or tests and just grade according to how nice someone has been to you and how many times they made you laugh.”