[ It's funny how he manages to both be nothing at all and yet also exactly like what she expected. Everything from the messy hair to the easy way about him, despite her sudden appearance. ]

If it makes you feel better? I didn't know that. My sister - Cassandra? She knows everything. [ There's a beat that passes, a slight change in her features. ] Knew. [ Her correction followed by a too bright smile as if to distract from her words. ]

No! No... [ Grimacing a little over the fact that she's put him on the spot. ] You don't have to - invite me in - I.... [ It's not often she's in the position of feeling awkward or flustered but she can't help but consider how this might be. If situations were reversed? ] You know. When you said your room number. It felt like it would be weird to keep texting you when I was so close and at the time coming over seemed like it would be less awkward?

[ Her face wrinkles as she scrunches up her features, half squinting at him as she rocks back on her heels again.]

I'm starting to second guess that one right about now.

[ If she's being honest, however, it's not him that makes her feel off balance. It's more the simple act of meeting somebody new in a place like this. She's spent a little too much time up in her room, reaching out to others mainly through their tablets. She thought she'd shed the last of her social awkwardness back when they'd ended up in New Ham. Apparently not.

Exhaling a gust of air; ] Would you believe I'm usually much better at this?