[center][h2][u][color=875f9a] L[/color]inah [color=875f9a]A[/color]randa [/u][/h2][/center]
Linah arose not long after dawn, and got ready for the day shortly. She was early to breakfast, but not so much so that there would be no breakfast yet. She greeted Mr. Serrio, their Zeno’s servant, quietly, and thanked him for his services.

She’d been curious to see Onarr nonchalantly deposit his bascinet to the side, revealing his face. It was heavily scarred from magic, and Linah was nearly certain that was due to the boy’s own experiments. She didn’t get the sense that he was the kind to get into fights, or that this was something that had been done to him on purpose. While she’d assessed his injuries, she did not let her gaze linger beyond that; it would be impolite. Nor did she ask him about it.

Penny turned out to be a heavy sleeper. Zeno Afraval herself had to make quite a racket. The noise was bothersome enough for Linah to muffle it kinetically until their latecomer finally made her way downstairs. At this point, Linah was long finished with her food and drinks, and was leaning back into her chair comfortably as she let her digestion do its work. 

She did lean forward attentively when Zeno Afraval recited their schedule. The most important part of her recommendations, however, was when she answered Onarr’s question. Linah pondered on that advice throughout the day. There were many things she was intrigued by, which might be a risk, and would certainly broaden her horizons. However, a passion? That, she was uncertain about. Was there anything she was dedicated to beyond her own survival, and the bettering of her station? No, but the latter would require many things, even things she might not enjoy doing. Then again, she might. But she didn’t think there existed any such subject which would earn her passion it for its own sake.

These thoughts preoccupied her till lunch. She enjoyed when the tour took them to areas she’d not had the chance to explore thoroughly beforehand yet, but mostly it was just a lot of shuffling around in a large group. As if they were some hapless tourists. In the end, the pointless activities were not so relevant as to let her thoughts linger on them. Instead, Linah eagerly perused the course selection papers they were handed. She was still considering the options presented when she sat down to eat, though the food in front of her did admittedly detract from that. She took opportunity of the wide selection of foreign foods on offer, trying bits of this and that.