As Glas stood just inside the room realizing she was the only female, the others took their spot. She blinked a few times coming to her senses before looking at the remaining bed, next to Hansa. She headed over while Charon claimed a statement to her, [color=a2d39c]"You all are pretty cute to me so push my choice,"[/color] she said taking a seat on her bed and dropping her suitcase. She started to unpack, only packing what she thought was necessary. Hansa asked about where everyone was from and she had to speak up quickly, [color=a2d39c]"Mistral!"[/color] She shouted, proud of where she was from, though she didn't specify what part. She laid back into her bed pulling out Neverland as a panflute, she began to play softly, not loud enough to cause a disruption in the conversation but still loud enough to lift her body off her bed, she floated like laying in an invisible hammock.