"T-thanks, uh, okay this is new, no one's ever volunteered to be my friend before. You're a good guy, Timothy, so thanks for that," said Henrietta, practically beaming at Timothy, then turned, a look of surprise on her face as Mars entered the room. She shook Mar's hand readily, grinning ear to ear. "Hello? I'm Henrietta Fawkes, it's nice to meet you!"

The spark in her eyes was back and her voice was a bit lighter. She was trembling and had the biggest grin on her face - it was absolutely blinding in it's splendor. Then she turned to Poppy. She closed her eyes in thought. 

"I won't deny it: I am manipulative - but it's not in the way you're thinking. Personality plays only a little part in the ability you gain, the main source of your ability is your talent. My talent was socializing; I've always been a socialite. I like talking to people, discussing different topics and . . . okay I admit it, I do indulge in a bit of gossip!" she admitted a bit sheepishly. "What I'm trying to say is . . . well, if you don't trust me, that's fine. I'm used to it. It's a normal reaction anyway. I'm still hoping to be friends though."

Henrietta stretched out her hand for a shake.