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[color=purple]Kalama Guynn[/color] & [color=cadetblue]Rowan Childe[/color]
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[h3][i]Poor Yorick's[/i][/h3]

	He added his number to the sheet and passed it on just as the latest addition to their group arrived. Feeling the same inexplicable connection, Rowan offered Elysia a small smile and wave. He couldn't help but be pleased when Kyle started the conversation so it didn't fall to him again. [color=cadetblue]"Yeah, it was easier than most. I have some notes too, but I kind of faded out halfway through,"[/color] the young man admitted, opening his binder to reveal only half a page. [color=cadetblue]"I haven't been sleeping well lately and that lecture almost knocked me out."[/color] He played idly with one of his dreadlocks as he spoke, a nervous tick that seemed incongruous with his otherwise calm demeanor.

	Caleb's whistle did not endear him to Kalama, but otherwise the drink-making went smoothly. Rather than refuse Kyle's unusual request, she prepared a plain glass of water for him and also a mug of house blend herbal tea. Chamomile, lavender, and a handful of other herbs designed to soothe the nerves and calm anxious students. Maybe he wasn't anxious, exactly, but he looked like he could use the soothing.

	Distributing the drinks around the table, she set the two down in front of him with a little smile. [color=purple]"It's on me. No caffeine, no gluten, just a lot of flavor. If you don't like it you don't have to drink it... but I think you will,"[/color] She explained. Though it seemed a stretch to call her drink-making ability magical, like her grandmother she had always associated sharing food and drink with family and coming together - which seemed mysteriously appropriate for this group, even if she couldn't put her finger on why.

	[color=cadetblue]"Elysia, this is Kalama. Would you like anything to drink?"[/color] Rowan made the introduction in what seemed to be his permanent role now. He flicked a glance to Kal to see if she minded, but she was already looking to Elysia and seemed willing enough to get up one more time. While she was at the table, he passed her the group text sign up sheet and she quickly scrawled her number, maybe not realizing who had started the whole thing.