[h3][color=pink]Lyn[/color][/h3]

Lyn nearly jumped when she felt Meirin’s finger brushed her cheek, her mind engrossed into the show for a moment during the end. Immediately her hand whipped up and tried to brush the tickling away, confused at the cause on her expression until she registered the voice causing her look down instinctively. Her arms held tightly to Tyrael’s head while she leaned over the edge to smile over Mei. Her golden eyes brightened to see the red haired and green eyed woman underneath her. Her little lips crept into a smile at the sight as she waved from on top of Tyrael’s shoulder, her head looked beyond to notice Ssarak had followed the older student as well. 

Lyn’s voice spoke out loud through the rune after Mei bowed and asked her question, followed by Ssarak’s greeting toward her Uncle. Letting Tyrael answer, she looked at Mei then proceeded to show it off. [color=pink]“Look at what Leith gave me. It’s a rune where I can talk with my thoughts! Isn’t it neat?” [/color]

To let the woman examine it, Lyn held it out in her hand then tried to pass it to the woman while leaning from her perch. She wasn’t frightened because she knew her uncle would catch her if she went too far over, even as he was digging out coin for donations, and so the odds of her hitting the ground was very, very slim. She didn’t realize her sweet bag was on the verge of toppling over  on the other hand. At least, until it suddenly came crashing to the ground. For Lyn tried to snatch it only to have Tyrael’s large hand be faster. It plopped right into his palm as he offered them to the pair, making Lyn smile in relief, and her body returned to sit back upright. Her chin rested on the Fallen Orc’s head comfortably settling in.