[sup][@GrafRoy Zeppeli][/sup][h2][center][color=a187be][i]Meruin Hazy[/i][/color][/center][/h2]
	Meruin paused her hand already on the door. Inclining her head slightly to get a good look at the little girl grabbing at her sleeve, her brows furrowed as she began asking questions that Meruin wasn't sure she had answers for. For one thing, Meruin did [i]not[/i], in fact, know where she was going, only that it was going to involve sleeping, and as to whether she minded this little girl following her . . . 

	[color=a187be]"You are very strange."[/color]

	Oblivious to how "pot calling kettle black" her comment was, Meruin regarded the little girl that she had yet to know the name of. She was obviously a mage of some talent - otherwise she wouldn't even be at Liseranna - but she was rather . . . cute, to be frank. Too cute. Which meant she was either [i]very[/i] good at hiding her personality with a pointlessly cute one, or she had a [i]very[/i] rare talent that excused her childish demeanor. If it was the former, Meruin would have to tread lightly around her; if it was the latter, then she honestly did not know what to do.

	In the meantime, she had still asked her a question. Two of them, in fact. How to answer?

	[color=a187be]"I am going to sleep," replied Meruin, "but I don't know where yet. Probably in my dorm, if I find it. I hope I do, in any case."[/color]

	She paused, staring blankly at Charlotte, considering her next answer.

	[color=a187be]"And . . . I [i]do[/i] mind, I suppose, but you can follow me if you wish. I've no authority over what you can and can't do."[/color]

	With that, Meruin opened the door and stepped out of the classroom, looking left and right and trying to decide which way to go. She'd have to ask for her dorm number, but she couldn't decided whether she should do that before or [i]after[/i] she had taken a nap. How vexing.