He kept quiet as the girl with snow-white hair end up introduced herself to him. He wanted to answer but his words came out with pure silence. For a while the girl or Oona as he remembered as she said that was her name sat down a bit ways down form him and started to talk to someone else. He wanted to kick himself, he was so close to maybe having a friend but somehow he couldn't bring himself to do it.

‘I am such an idiot…come on words, don’t back out…you can do this, yes you can.’ He took a big breath '...I can do this, I can do this...' and opened his mouth.

“M-my na-” First try…not so good, again.

“My na-me isk..” Second try. ‘Come on you can do this, one more time, third time is the charm.’

‘My name is Zivon, ni-ce to meet you” He smiled as he sort of succeed but he didn’t notice the spoon he was holding was turning into rust until he looked at it. ‘Great…’