Niesha gave a small sigh, and finished off her water, silent once more, and watchful as Nikola spied Dorkface. She hadn't expected anything, rather, she had just sought to ease Nikola's panic, and nothing more. So Niesha was surprised when Nikola approached her, sitting down in front of her. 

Her expression was probably comical, but she quickly smoothed her expression. [color=6ecff6]"Oh. Well. I asked why you call her dorkface. She doesn't seem dorky"[/color] Niesha said softly still, studying Nikola, before looking over to where some of the others were smoking, and at Dorkface. 

She seemed uncertain, as if she was asking something wrong, or too personal. Was a pets name personal? she didn't know. There was a lot she didn't know about life, it seemed. She shifted, moving aside her dishes so she could rest her arms against the table. [color=6ecff6]"I mean...Can someone have a dorky Face? is that why you named her that?"[/color]

Normally, ,after eating Niesha retreated back to her room, or to practice with her bow, or even to borrow a book. She didn't normally hang around and talk with others.