[color=BD892F][h3]Sophia Lemane[/h3][/color]The wave that Brent gave as he entered the lobby caught her attention, as did the cringe that accompanied it. She narrowed her eyes slightly as she noticed that he had been careless and used his right arm, before returning to normal and nodding politely as he greeted her. [color=BD892F]"Hi."[/color] She wasn't really used to people making nicknames from her name, as she had never thought that the name Sophia provided much opportunity for nicknames. Sophs sounded a little strange, but she didn't really mind. Giving him a slight though rather tight lipped smile as he complemented her cape, she then headed out the door. 

Glancing over at him as they walked, she was able to make out a hole in his clothes from the light that was being emitted from the buildings. [color=BD892F][i]He's wearing the same clothes that he wore on the way here. Wasn't he able to pack a change of clothes before leaving? I guess not.[/i][/color] Putting her focus back on the glass building ahead, she began to try and solve the next problem that she knew would be coming up next. Eating. Actually that wouldn't be too much of a problem, since she could use a fork with her left hand without dropping food all over. But if she had to cut up anything, that might prove tricky. Frowning and biting on her lip as she thought, Sophia at last dismissed the problem with an answer that wasn't sufficient enough to satisfy her. The answer being to simply wait and see. [color=BD892F][i]If I'm hungry enough, I'll figure something out. Though from what I've been able to understand about Brent, he'll probably end up using his right arm at least a little. He shouldn't.[/i][/color]

It was easy to make her way back to building D, they had just come from there. Entering the dining hall for the second and hopefully successful time, she spotted the same man that Brent had spoken to earlier. She made one step towards the man, before stopping abruptly in her tracks. Without looking at Brent, she spoke abruptly in a voice that was, miraculously, audible above the background noise. [color=BD892F]"You know, you should probably use your arm less."[/color] Why she even said that was unclear to her, she just felt that he should be more careful. Leaping up stairs, running around, and using your injured arm to wave around was not her definition of careful. Not that she was a doctor or anything, she knew basically nothing about medical stuff. 

Without waiting for a response, she made her way to the man at the counter and silently handed over her ID card for him to swipe. As the man waved her through and handed back her ID, she muttered a quiet thank you before passing by and into the main part of the hall. He didn't respond, she had probably been too quiet anyway. Stopping a few steps away to wait for Brent to have his ID scanned, her eyes were the only part of her body that moved as they darted around the large hall. The place held so much food, and there were way too many choices. This was going to be hard.

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