[Rinka blinks a few times as she tries to figure out what the memory means. Sequence of events is one thing. What those events mean is something else entirely.]

I was sparring with my father. I was... frustrated. Something had happened, and I felt like I had... failed. And I didn't know what to do from there.

[she frowns a little and looks down at the batons in her hands]

I don't know what happened, but I think it was a bit more than failing a class in school. I felt like... I'd tried my hardest and still hadn't done enough...