Bulla knocked at the door. She'd taken care not to hurt her sparring partners during the free spars, but she still worried. It didn't help that every time she took a beating from a T-rexaur or other creature, she came out a little stronger after she rested and recovered. At first, that had confused her until she thought back to her brother and father's experiences. Part-saiyan heritage had its perks, though she still had to be careful with people. It was funny that she'd never regarded herself as strong until she came to Garden...but now she was self-conscious about that strength.

"Hi Instructor Villiers," she greeted.