[b]Octavia Arterbury[/b]

Octavia raised a hand to her mouth, lips parted and upturned in a silent giggle. Hey, worked better for communicating than trying to write laughter (which invariably came across as phony or sarcastic). She supposed she shouldn't have expected any less from him, though it made her a bit down to realize how many songs she was missing. Ah well. She was still young. She wrote back, [i]'Maybe later you could hum a few bars and I'll give it a go?'[/i] She'd need to improvise, of course, but what kind of SHSL Violinist would she be if she couldn't do that much? A pretty shoddy one.

Edie then came out with the drinks, giving Octavia her peppermint tea. She gave a thumbs up, still clutching her pen, and tasted the tea. Pretty good. She could wait a bit for the food, that was fine. She then noticed the latecomers and waved enthusiastically, sending her pen cap flying. Ah well. She had spares. Now - oh, hm, why not? She added onto her last message:

[i]'You know, I got to keep my violin I brought here. Did you bring any games?'[/i] She wondered what games he wanted to keep on him. If they were going to live together for an indefinite amount of time, might as well start sharing their talents and means of entertainment and trying new things.... And also she was curious. Hey, not everyone had to be an altruist.

[b]Karyl delle Campane[/b]

Karyl set her jaw. Of course she was. It didn't matter if Morgan trusted her - she sure didn't, and she wasn't leaving anyone alone while Despair wandered the halls. Literally. However, before she could retort, Conrad seemed to have pulled himself together. She leaned back as Conrad stood up shakily, not that she'd hold it against him. Him asking Despair? That, she might. 

"I think everyone went to go eat. You were here a while, you and the scientist both." She stood as well, doing her best to sound pleasant. "We should all go too, I suppose. The scientist can join later if he wants."