Cinna smirked at his self-imposed question [color=crimson]"Yep, that's exactly what I'm thinking."[/color] She looked at him with a examining gaze as he went on a long spiel defending his weapon choice. Honestly, Cinna lost interest about half-way through. It seemed like Aeschel felt the need to defend his decision when it didn't really matter to her. You have to be comfortable and familiar with your weapon, that was what her Hunstman guardian told her. A small laugh came from her at the last thing he asked [color=crimson]"I'm pretty sure you did."[/color] Her voice containing a bit of sass.

She walked up in front of the window, golden eyes shining bright as she look down at Beacon Academy coming into view. The sight of the school was far more beautiful to Cinna than just mere appearance. For her, it reminded her of how precious this opportunity was for her [color=crimson]"It's a little surreal to know that we will be studying there."[/color] Cinna knew that her absence might have made some of her old family upset, and they might even come looking for her, but this was the safest place for her to be [color=crimson]"I just hope they food tastes pretty good too."[/color] Her tone was surprisingly serious.