Laina slowly takes a seat at the table.  She barely looks at who sits beside her for fear of their powerful gazes, so she flips open her healing book and takes in the words. She does hope that someone would talk to her but is afraid of what they would think.  She flips through another page of her book before she glances up at the people seated at the table, she drifts her gaze from one person to another.  [color=powderblue]"Greetings, my name is Laina.  How were your days, may I inquire?" [/color] She inwardly cringed at how weird the greeting sounded but she couldn't take it back.  She looked back down at her book, pale cheeks lighting up with a blossom pink.