Adalina separated herself from the others. She felt somewhat uncomfortable. She didn't know anyone. She didn't know anything. She found a quiet place and sat down, leaning against the wall. She looked down at her hands. She flexed her fingers and then let them change a little. They melded together and formed points. She played with their hardness, trying to decipher how strong she could make them. She examined them a little and then returned them to normal. Could she only do this with her hands? Her body was made of the same materials through and through, was it not? 

Now was not the time to examine this. She was afraid that if anyone saw her, she might be punished. She quickly looked up and scoped the area around her to be sure no [i]had[/i] seen her. She didn't want to deprive anyone of dinner too. Including herself.