[Linda nods in agreement. It took her months to adjust to the chaos of sharing her life almost entirely with her classmates. It isn't easy to spend every day around constant reminders of the academic side of schooling.]

I think we're all lucky to be here. It's a nice place to be, mostly.

[Linda enjoys the community that the House has to offer. Even if she flitted from different groups of acquaintances and table mates at meal times, it's an enjoyable experience. Each new person is a new subject of her to study, to mentally make art of.

Truth is also of her interest. She wants to know more about him, but doesn't want to seem like she's prying. She can't screw up her first time trying to make an actual friend. What he isn't receptive of her questions, what if he is elusive and evades her?

Speaking now, she clenches a hand to ease herself.]

What classes do you have? Do you have any favorites?