They somehow managed to get turtle girl flipped back rightside, but apparently it would have been better to leave her as she was. Now she wanted to talk. And, of course, talking was fine, there was nothing wrong with talking -it beat getting shoved around downstairs, after all- but the wind up here was loud enough that Coral had to strain even her Faunus-sensitive ears to hear whatever was being said. Something about not being aerodynamic and his name being Esther.

Or, rather, her name, likely, what with a name like Esther. Not many males had that particular name. Unlike Gerald. That was a very male name, certainly no confusion there.

"And I'm Coral!" she yelled over the wind, figuring that getting introductions out of the way without people having to ask might result in people not asking, which was always good. When they asked, they generally also expecting to shake your hand, and if you decided that you didn't wish to do that, it turned very awkward, very quickly. Though Esther had already brought the awkward to the party, it would help no one for Coral to make it worse.