Ziva looked down at her opponent, head-cocked. Despite her lack of expression, Ziva was immensely satisfied with herself. Everyone in the class... I think I can say that I'm officially back from my "leave."
"Good job, kiddo," Kfir smiled. "It seems that you're back to your old self."
Ziva smiled in return, bowing to her class captain. "Why thank you, sir. But if I may, I believe I have always been myself."
Kfir rolled his eyes and nodded toward the track, sending Ziva to run a mile before the end of gym.
Ziva grinned broadly and jogged off toward the track, feeling an incredible buzz from sparring with her peers and happy to have a few moments to herself before continuing her monotonous day of revising things she already knew for the upcoming term exams.