"R-r-r-right..." Felix stuttered in response to Kat. She was right of course, everything she'd said was perfectly valid... for anyone else. Those words might have comforted and inspired just about everyone else, but not him. It was nice to hear, he understood her intent and meaning, but it changed nothing. He knew he'd end up working with a team, and that actually lowered his spirits. He'd never fit in properly. He'd be a terrible teammate...

"Th-thanks-" his words caught in his throat when she extended her hand. It was only polite, right? His right hand twitched. She'd been kind to him, if he didn't do this he'd look terrible. Then he broke, his hands diving into his pockets, and his head turning to face the ground. The vision in his head was another of himself dying. He knew it was falst, but still it paralyzed him. "Y-yeah... you too..." He was mortified and disgusted with himself again. He had to walk away.

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She didn't know why she'd called herself a spoiled rich girl. The family that had adopted her was, well, average. They hardly spoiled her either. At best, they'd coddled her for a while due to what had become of her family, and then she'd had a "normal" life... well for about three years until she convinced them to send her to Signal. However, she forgot that her own words were her downfall, and simply felt a hot pit of rage growing inside her.

Perfect? He dared assume her life was perfect? Nothing about her life was perfect! Her jaw tightened, her teeth threatening to shatter if she clenched them together any harder. Anger overwrote reason, and she didn't even consider the fact that it was her fault for bringing it up. Then she got distracted, for just a half-second. Loner, for they still hadn't exchanged names, pointed out another student. She glanced in that direction, for just a moment, and soon found an arm wrapping around her neck.

"Wh-, HEY!" she yelled and grabbed his arm, trying to pry it away. She paused for a second, realizing she could barely budge it. [i]WHY IS HE SO STRONG!?[/i] she yelled internally. She then remembered the two huge swords he swung around... that probably had something to do with it. That said, her inability to break free still confounded her. Short of breaking his arm, she wasn't going to struggle free, and she was a lot stronger than her petite build would suggest. Her weapon was plenty big, and plenty heavy, and she had to hold it one-handed and outstretched.

Finally, after a good thirty seconds of tugging at his arm and growling like a rabid animal, she gave up on trying to get free, and just became dead weight. She supported herself only as much as she needed to not choke to death in his grip. So, effectively limp, with a near permanent scowl stamped on her face, she was dragged along until they got close to the boy and... he was ignoring them. A mistake, since she was already in a foul mood.

"YOU! Stop walking! Apparently we're talking to you!" she snapped at the boy, he seemed to be a faunus. In fact, she was pretty sure her captor was also a faunus. Animals trapping people, she was quite aware of the irony. "Now get over here and... talk... or whatever," she growled. The look on her face, the tone of her voice, none of it was especially welcoming. In reality, a smart person would have just walked away if they'd seen someone looking at them like that. Enyo just hoped that he'd distract the idiot who had her in a headlock long enough for her to get free.