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Mila looked at Hiro's extended arms for a little while, then at Hiro in general before finally handing the linker his toy back. Her eyes laid on Kuni when she gave her a sermont, but whatever the purple haired Gunner felt out of it was hidden behind a mask of lack of readable emotions. That being said: [color=bc8dbf]"I am sorry if I acted in an awkward fashion."[/color] she said ceremoniously, maybe a bit too much so, while bowing politely. [color=bc8dbf]"We are here to build bonds. I have been told to act normal and befriend individuals from within the Academy, not just members from my team. Research online said that a trip to the beach was optimal for creating stronger bonds between friends; this is why we came."[/color] After this Mila turned to Kuni and followed with [color=bc8dbf]"Do you feel stronger bonds of friendship?"[/color] in an awfully serious, yet clueless manner. 

Reactions were cut short when Falk approached - yet another man from another team in the academy. To his comment, Mila looked down at herself as if to say 'what's wrong with my swimsuit?'. [color=bc8dbf]"Thank you. I was told to 'take this one and leave, please', so I did."[/color] Mila's eyes landed on Falk and her pupils locked onto his eyes, hair, then down his body completely as if she was scanning him - which she actually was, in a way. 

During the small exchange from Kuni to Falk, Mila simply watched on. Kuni took some distance, and after a few seconds Mila spoke up [color=bc8dbf]"Strange. It seems like Kuni is feeling some sort of discomfort from the increasing size of this group. It is akin to the discomfort Hiro seemed to have when there was only females members to the group." [/color] Mila noted as if it was nothing, even if it might be wrong. 

[color=bc8dbf]"At any rate, I am pleased to meet you, Ely. Lucia, also. I saw you fight the other day; your combat performances were impressive."[/color] Again, her eyes locked on Lucia as she scanned her from head to feet. A keen observer would notice something particular about Mila: Everyone would be accustomed to the feeling of being lost in one's thought and, when snapping out of it, having to find what's the appropriate thing to say or react to someone while having missed the last few seconds. On almost every facial expression from Mila or emotional reaction, there would be the same feeling to it. Although, when she spoke of 'combat performances' or things that she observed or noted, there would not be.