[color=pink][u][h3]Lyn[/h3][/u][/color]
Lyn was still coughing when she padded out of the kitchens as the earlier fire was finally smothered, all thanks to the combined aid of the four girls’ actions. The child had a rough time at first getting the older girls’ attentions. After a lot of tugging their clothes, their eyes finally realize what she was pointing at and with all three herbamancers, the plants had smothered the fire finally causing it to die out. It was a good thing there was a homemade garden on the counter else they would never have been able to put it out and the whole college would’ve been drowning in smoke. Already, the small, black puffs billowed out into the mess hall as she quickened her exiting herself. 

Her ears caught the sounds of people muttering and talking, their eyes all fixed on the elderly man who was talking to Uncle Uicle earlier. Their head seemed fixed upon the man while a student, Meirin, lead him back to his sit and shortly took off to the outside of the hallway. It wouldn’t be long now before the demonstrations happened and that meant she would have to seek out her dad before they started, or at least someone to stay with and watch them with her. 

Her mind drifted to Alaira only to discard it when her mind recalled what happened in the caravan. Despite Alaira’s insistence she wasn’t mad, the child felt guilt and regret. Her Aunt had been hurt because of her and for that, Lyn couldn’t bring herself to seeing the half elf. After her mind was made up, she started to head toward the staff table and away from Alaira. 

It hadn’t helped her middle was getting hungry again, her memory soon recalled her had forgotten to eat before her attention was grabbed by the sudden appearance of the fire, she immediately looked for some place to get a bite. Her eyes fell on the appetizer table and her lips curled up into a smile. Without considering the fact her legs were shorter than the adults, Lyn gently pushed her way through the crowds and toward the table where a few individuals were gathered instead of staring at Ovak. On reaching it, Lyn came to it and soon noted her height was still too short. When her head tried to peer over the edge, her hands used the edge to aid her higher but she could barely see the items laid out on the table surface. Naturally it wasn’t enough so Lyn pushed up onto her tippytoes to try to get a better look. Her feet wobbled unsteadily before they abruptly gave to one side causing her to trip sideways. 

She closed her eyes, expecting to fall down, and feel the hard floor in her landing. Instead, she smacked into someone else!