[b]Cynn Ellime[/b]

Luckily for Cynn, the person who entered wasn't entirely a stranger. She vaguely remembered having met this man during her time at the College up to this point, and, despite her usual social awkwardness, he had seemed nice enough. He asked if she'd called for help after mentioning something about laughter, and Cynn nodded, already beginning to blush. Her face only reddened when she remembered her current...attire, her head pausing from it's frantic bobbing for a motion to look down and check that her current undergarments covered what they needed to. Once that item of interest was checked off the list, she returned to nodding, always the awkward one, and tried to wave the man down to her.

"H-Hell-llo..." the white-haired wood elf began, her panicked state only serving to make her words come slower, making her seem more shy. "U-Um...I...We've seen each o-other...b-b-before, r-right?" She waited for the man to lower himself to her level and respond.