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Mentioned [@Heckno12] [@Norschtalen] [/center]

[color=a187be]"Well my my, hello Eva."[/color]

He grinned, eyelids loosening as he tipped his head half-ironically in response to the full blown bow. He used this motion to cock his head up towards Dan, winking to him.

[color=a187be]"Apparently. I guess I was suited to it."[/color]

He then turned his head back towards Eva, who had hopefully raised her head again by now, looking to meet eyes with her and lay the hand she had held rather effeminately over his chest speaking with a smile

[color=a187be]"And if that was your quirk then can I say, like your eyes, It's already rather addictive. I hope we can work together a lot."[/color]

His attention flipped again towards Dan.

[color=a187be]"The blue trail you leave doesn't make any kind of motion in the air, I'd be able to feel it. You aren't a speedster, so you can full-blown warp? That's cool."[/color]

He flexed his fingers at his side, smiling rather innocently (some may say simple mindedly), awaiting a response from either of them, or not. He also kept watch over All Might and his statue-like happiness in the courtyard. He places his hands in his pockets rather blissfully calm. 

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[color=1a7b30]"You seem on edge, if you're not careful you'll stop acting as pretty as you look."[/color]

Perhaps oblivious of whether that was a compliment or not herself, Taylor addressed the seemingly restless Frin. Perhaps she picked it up from his body language, instinct, or pure luck. Either way, she let it trigger a conversation.

[color=1a7b30]"I feel kind of bad people are going to see you as some kind of bar to overcome for a few weeks. If it makes you feel any better, I don't think anyone's proved enough to be any kind of leader of the pack yet."[/color]

She didn't stand calmly. She appeared to flex her limbs a little, half stretching. A fighter would recognise it less as restlessness, more preparation. She eyed up Frin from head to toe, assessing his quirk must do most of the work judging by his physique compared to his test scores. She raised an eyebrow and smirked a tiny bit upon noticing the more-than pleasing jawline, rolling her own eyes at herself, leaning her neck to either side to stretch.