[h3][color=pink]Medora[/color][/h3]
When Kijani entered, Medora was familiarizing herself with the the schedule. Much of these classes seemed entirely unnecessary. Many sounded like perfect examples of why Inhumans avoided the outside world. Looking away from the page she examined the one coming toward her. A typical human as far as Medora could tell. And straight to the point she answered the first question. [color=pink]"I am. It is good to meet you."[/color] The statement wasn't entirely genuine, but it would have been the same had anyone else shown up. Regardless of how she felt she did not want to be rude. Her task was to coexist with humans, at least for the foreseeable future. 

Being asked what class she had next Medora consulted the schedule in her hand. [color=pink]"I was told I could choose a class this session. Do you have a recomendation?"[/color] In truth she wasn't entirely sure what to expect from most of the classes.