Ishin Academy | Sapporo
There was a small mercy in not having to argue with Adrianne over who would carry the luggage—she had always heard foreigners tended to be pushy and stubborn, and she did not do well with confrontation even on the best of days. Content to trail along behind her newly acquired room mate, Nadeshiko kept her eyes trained on the courtyard beneath her feet as they maneuvered towards the girl's dormitory. The merriment of those around her didn't make much of a different to the goo girl; she was not one for socialization, and it seemed that her partner was of a similar mind. If nothing else, it would make for a quiet year between classes, proved the German kept to herself.
Which, as of now, she did not seem to want to do. Adrianne's sigh caused her to raise her head, listening intently to the words that followed. With how terse and rigid she sounded, Nadeshiko idly wondered whether or not the devil-girl actually wanted to know her opinion on the day's plans, or if she was simply making small talk out of some kind of obligation. The fact that she huffed shortly after, apparently exasperated at the fact they would be spending a day acclimating before beginning classes, perhaps shed some light on that. Had she wanted somebody to vindicate her feelings?
"I do not mind," She replied, soft and inoffensive as usual. "I have no expectations to begin with."
That was a white lie. She expected Ishin to be much worse than this day had thus far proven it to be. But the headmaster seemed rather intent on proving that assertion wrong, if his ominous speech was anything to go on. Perhaps it was for the best that they had this day to adjust to dorm life in that case.