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It seemed the conversation was getting a little out of hand. Ely, for her part, put two and two together and surmised that they were all cadets, which seemed to have an ostracizing effect upon the poor girl. But, Lucia thought, she'd be damned if she was about to let such an opportunity slip away. Ely was smart, kind, she had a soothing voice, and and she was quite pretty on top of it all. It was a chance to make such a friend completely outside of the Academy and the military, away from the fighting and the training and the constant vigilance. But if she didn't act fast, she might lose it. 

[color=00a99d]"Oh, well, oui,"[/color] Lucia responded, [color=00a99d]"I suppose the cat's out of the bag then. But, err, that said, well..."[/color]

Lucia paused for a moment. As mildly uncomfortable as Ely seemed to be, Lucia herself was feeling on the spot. Why was she nervous? This wasn't anything out of the ordinary, was it? All she was doing was offering her friendship... so somebody she'd met by chance, rather than being in the same class or sharing a circle with her family. She'd actually be offering her time in the future, with no guarantee that she'd see this person at a regular interval of any kind. Perhaps it was out of the ordinary in that sense, then. 

It was ironic, really; the same girl who would fearlessly charge at an Invader was getting cold feet thinking of simple social interaction. But, she thought to herself, that simply would not do. If she could get through a life-or-death battle, she could certainly get through this. She took a deep breath, then spoke again.

[color=00a99d]"Well,"[/color] she continued, [color=00a99d]"I'd actually like to make you less of a stranger, if that's alright? I think it would be quite nice to have a friend outside the Academy. Here..."[/color]

With that, she strolled back to her towel and reached into her bag. She fumbled around inside of it a little, but shortly her hand emerged again clutching her phone in its silver case. It was a solid model, not the latest or the sleekest, but it handled what she needed it to quite well and that was enough for Lucia. With it in hand, she ran through the various ID systems and password locks she used, pulled up the contact list, and extended the device towards Ely. [color=00a99d]"Your contact info, if you're up to sharing? Of course I'll return the favour,"[/color] Lucia said with a warm smile.