[h3][color=mediumspringgreen]Alexandria[/color][/h3]

Alex wasn't really sure what was going on with the girl, but the teacher handled it and walked her away. '[color=mediumspringgreen]All's well that ends well...?[/color]' Something about the entire encounter gave Alex the feeling of a headache coming on, though that could also be considered a symptom of being low on sleep and food. In fact, Alex now had a remedy to one of those things, thanks to Michael. She nearly tore into it right then and there, but she paused for a moment. '[color=mediumspringgreen]I-I feel a little weird eating in front of him, especially since it's his own lunch...[/color]'

"[b][color=mediumspringgreen]Um... Well, new students aside... I should get back to my own class before lunch period ends![/color][/b]" Alex blamed the somewhat awkward atmosphere on the foreign girl speaking a different language entirely at them, though she had a suspicion it would have been awkward no matter what. She was essentially taking his lunch from him, after all... Alex began to turn, trying to keep those thoughts out of her mind. "[b][color=mediumspringgreen]I-I'll see you later, Michael!! I-I mean, probably not afterschool later cuz I'm going straight to Clausewitz, but-[/color][/b]" Alex realized she was saying too much for a farewell, and cut herself off. "[color=mediumspringgreen][b]Um. Bye![/b][/color]"

[h3][color=666fff]Alyona[/color][/h3]

[@Dezuel]

Alyona's eyes narrowed, her expression unamused. "[color=666fff][b]I think that is my line here. I was not the one who followed someone into an alleyway and threatened them.[/b][/color]" If he was telling the truth, Aly might be able to simply let the boy pass. Of course, since he pulled out a weapon so readily, she didn't like the odds. "[color=666fff][b]But by all means, pass. I have no need for anything you own.[/b][/color] She leaned against the alleyway to let him pass.

Of course, her eyes followed him closely. She kept her left hand open as a gesture of keeping nothing hidden from him - though she had the wellspring of curses in her body ready to form a lance in the moment it would take for her to close her hand around it. It was a trick she had learned not from the mercenary guardsmen of Yenina Manor, but from Yekaterinan folklore: A classic gambit of appearing unarmed yet having a weapon ready at a moment's notice.

Of course, it was entirely dependent on the boy, regardless of if he understood what she was doing. She preferred if he took the foolish interpretation and just thought she was making an offering of peace, but also seeing the gesture as a sign that she would fight back if attacked was fine too.