"Oh my god, what a slut!" Amethystia thought, but she didn't say. She was far too nice to ever say it. Instead she walked up to Simon, hoping he wasn't too addled from what Evangeline had done. "Hi there." She said softly, her voice conveying her sweetness and innocence, and also her hopeful crushy-ness. "I don't know my way around this school too well... could you show me how to get to gym class?" Technically a lie, as she had inherited a wealth of information with the onset of her omniscience, including the blueprints and maps of this school. She twirled a lock of purple-black hair around her finger and smiled shyly, knowing that her lavender-honey scent was wafting over Simon.