[h3][color=lightyellow]Iris[/color][/h3]

Iris was, for the moment, occupied enough to forget her hunger. Several students had shared introductions, and she was trying her best to commit them all to memory. After all, she would be working with them directly, not unlike her brother and sisters at the temple. She had been warned that people will not be as kind, but it seemed to Iris that these fellow students would be plenty amicable.

Iris gracefully straightened out her scarf when Dionysia called attention to it, in order to show off the symbols and emblems decorating it better. "[b][color=lightyellow]I made it by hand. Though, the designs are of course styled after icons of the Worldsoul, and I merely adopted them...[/color][/b]" Iris meekly looked down, not wanting to appear arrogant to her fellow students. "[b][color=lightyellow]It is customary to make one where I am from.[/color][/b]"

Iris's face felt hot. She was beginning to come to terms with how far she was from home - meeting new people, in a strange, luxurious place teeming with food... She felt flustered talking about herself.

Switching her attention to the discussion of Pebblebrook, Iris chimed in. "[b][color=lightyellow]Quaint? I had the pleasure of staying with a wonderful mage in Pebblebrook.[/color][/b]" Iris spoke with wonder in her voice, clasping her hands together. "[color=lightyellow][b]It was amazing to have an entire room to sleep in for myself! It even had a bed! I had never had such amazing sleep.[/b][/color]" 

Iris's genuine wonder showed off perhaps more than she intended about her life at the temple. She quickly cast her eyes down again, silently wondering if she was bragging too much. After all, beds were likely a luxury not everyone had access to. She should have stayed humble and not brought it up at all.