Masks 2

"Oh!" Orla had done a little jump/skip back at the materialisation. "Hi! Er, cool!" She chirped, voice waving a little bit. She hadn't really seen the building and everything properly last time, especially looking like this. "I'll just drop off my bag and, yeah! Okay, I don't need a name tag or anything? Or, I guess you know everything, sure! Okay, thanks Emily. Um." Her fractured smile beamed sincerely for a moment, she hesitated, gave Emily a quick hug, and then Orla shuffled off to drop her bag off.

"This is so weird! Wonder if there'll be anyone my own age, or younger! Like, some boy wonder genius kid or something, or a protegee to someone else, that'd be nice." She thought to Khazra, mentally babbling a little. "Tell me if you want anything or notice anything too, right?"