Sapphire clutched her older sister's hand, struggling to come up with anything to actually say her. It wasn't as if she was trying very hard to think of something, not when her mind was focused (once again) on the fact that the mother was no longer alive, was no longer there for her. When Alice offered her a handkerchief, Sapphire took it gingerly and tried to dry the tears away, with limited success; those that were already present were dried swiftly, but that didn't stop a few more coming out.

If Sapphire hadn't been holding Alice's hand, the hesitation of entering the school might have kept her out for at least a few more moments. As it was, she stayed close to her sibling for what comfort that it gave as they entered the school and were met with a secretary and a teacher who claimed himself to be Milo Ventri. Sapphire edged her body partly behind Alice's to protect herself from the shyness overtaking her upsettedness, especially with Milo kneeling down to speak to her, and used her handkerchief to wipe away a few more tears.

There was a little hesitation before Sapphire spoke, the touch of disconcert in her voice making it all but a little clear (with the rest of the clues) that she was feeling not too happy. "S-Sapphire," the girl responded, simply.