He looked at her for a long time.
"Tomorrow morning," he said.
"Tomorrow morning."
"And if I say no?"
"Then I go alone," Noor said. "I already have an appointment. Seven-fifteen, before first period. I made it Monday. I'm not asking permission, Gerrit. I'm telling you so you can come with me if you want. That's the only part that's up to you."
He laughed. It was a cracked, wet, startled sound, nothing like his real laugh, but it was there. "You made an appointment."
"I made an appointment."