Dia barely registered the words of the upperclassmen. She was still blissfully lost in her own world. When they faded away, however, she pulled away slightly from Felix to look in their general direction.

She huffed. "Annoying like flies," she muttered. "Good riddance."

With a shake of her head, she pulled gently on Felix's uninjured hand. "At least...." She hoped the blush that sprung to her face was hidden by the relative darkness as she left the rest of the sentence fall away. She was a little embarrassed to say that at least she'd gotten another kiss out of it. "Walk and talk," she added, mostly to herself. A reminder of what they'd set out to do.

"Did you, I mean, what did you get into before the roof?" She asked, curious. "After the podium thing, I mean. Which I don't understand, for the record. Why you did that, I mean."

How did people manage small talk, she wondered idly. She was a wreck of nerves. What if he realized she wasn't anything special like he seemed to think?