A smile crossed over Nico's face as Shayne began laughing at her attempts at humour. She brought her hand down from her mouth, adjusting her coat sleeve more out of habit than actual fear. She hoped the relief she felt after Shayne mentioned she didn't have a bunk partner didn't cross her face, looking desperate was never good in any situation. 

[color=bc8dbf]"God, don't be thankful, I'm just glad we're in the same predicament otherwise I'd probably not only be lost but alone".[/color] She spoke, letting out a small laugh. She began making her way towards the cabins, Shayne in tow as she kicked up dust and began to speak. [color=a187be]"So what brings you to [i]Camp Wachata?[/i]"[/color] She asked, adding a sort of tour guide tone to the name of the camp. [color=a187be]"My parents forced me to come, otherwise I'd probably be sitting in a dark room listening to emo music"[/color] She explained, hesitating before speaking once more. [color=a187be]"That was a joke by the way, despite my appearance I am in [b]no[/b] way an emo."[/color]