A short, slight, and suspiciously young looking girl with soft pink hair casually lined up with the rest of her new classmates, following the speech. She wore a slight, pleasant smile that could only be identified as forced if someone looked very closely. Most did not. Internally, Eve was both bored and irritated. The words were only so much bullshit, and worse than that, a waste of time. Eve hated both things but it wasn't like she could share those feelings, especially not when most of the students actually bought into that crap.

She ended up next to a brunette with feathers that caught her eye, and a presence about as imposing as Eve's physical stature. The passing curiosity was redirected and intensified by the floating, talking bot next to the girl. Feigning dumbstruck awe she leaned over to hesitantly poke the robot.

"What's this?"

She wasn't actually waiting for an answer, and she didn't care if she got one. Eve was already answering her own question via an undetectable use of her powers. Every secret held within was revealed to her, save for what the programing in its mechanical brain was. Every piece and the material making up those parts were mapped to her brain in that moment. Curiosity satisfied she pulled her finger away after the brief tap, she was impressed by the quality and care put into it's construction. Most tech like that was just cobbled together parts and not proper reverse engineering. It worked for most people but it all looked so ugly to Eve's power, and it was far more prone to disastrous failure than most realized. She was pleased to see the attention to detail, and now a bit more interested. 

But before she could get into a good conversation about that, a sudden flurry of activity drew attention. One of her new classmates had inexplicably fallen over, making Eve wonder if other aspects of her power would be needed. But before she could move to touch the strange girl she was back on her feet and exploded with manic energy. As well as a literal challenge to no one in particular. Another girl was already responding to that and Eve couldn't help but feel exasperated. She hoped there were less classmates like that and more like the quiet brunette, though she didn't harbor much hope. It was hard not to let the tired disappointment show. Still, she wasn't going to stop them if it worked out the majority of that annoying energy.

"Probably a good idea not to spar right here. Ask an instructor where you can go."