Heidi quickly noted the absence of Hank McCoy in the welcoming party. It would make sense for him to be there, and his absence was something she wanted to investigate. There were several likely possibilities, and as a new student arriving was the least worrying of them, and she was an optimist, she decided to start her search at the front door.

Her deduction had paid off. Maybe she should listen to her heart a little more. The small, shy fifteen year old watched on as Dr. McCoy greeted a new student who appeared to have a not dissimilar physical mutation. Now she could understand why he'd want to be here. Hank McCoy had a particular soft spot for mutants with permanent visible mutations, understandably.

Now her mind was ease, what should she do? She knew that he knew she was there by now, and it would be rude to leave. Hank was one of the teachers she was particularly fond of, and she wanted to keep their relationship positive. She should go and say hello. But if she did that, she'd have to talk to the new kid too, and the impression she'd set would dictate all their future encounters.

Heidi stopped.

She counted to five.

She calmed down.

She walked over to the two of them, seemingly trying to hide behind her own jumpsuit's neckline. The new kid would see a young girl with dishevelled and messy dark hair in an X-men style jumpsuit, still wearing a fancy looking robotic gauntlet on her right arm. She looked a little beat up. The suit was dirty and scuffled, and even cut in a few small places.

"Hi, Dr. McCoy," she said lamely. "We're back."