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It appeared that, as the auditorium loomed into view, Arara had to put her multi-tasking skills towards handling two conversations at the same time, while the two students beside her seemed to be utterly oblivious to each other's existences. Maybe they were competing for her attention, or maybe they simply didn't like each other, but she was the one that suffered because of this. Humans weren't meant for multi-tasking, after all, but Arara simply put on a professional attitude and beared it.

Facing Tirren first, and pivoting around so she was walking backwards, Arara smiled at his comment and, pointing at the small crowd that had began to grow behind behind her, “It wouldn't be awkward if you simply stayed with the masses. Everyone's going towards the same destination, and we're all taking the most effective route, so it's not like it'd be odd if you followed my route. And I hope, for your academic success, that you don't adopt the same attitude in regards to course material.” With that bit of rationalization, explanation, suggestion, and a bit of a joke said, the girl hopped backwards a step and dipped into a small curtsy, a spur of the moment gesture. “You may have already heard beforehand, but you may address me as Lady Arara Sakanade. Pleased to be of acquaintance, Tirren. No family name?”

Slanting her body so it now faced the giant, who introduced himself as Orion, Arara wondered why the majority of students disliked giving their full name to strangers. Isn't their lineage something to be proud of? She'd have to get used to this, not being able to automatically profile someone afterwards based off their family. And get rid of the once-useful habit of assuming that people who didn't introduce their last names as people associated with ill-reputed families.

She let a small smile slip onto her features at his words regarding the caramel sweet, as she snapped her holopad shut and stuck it into the folds of her clothing once more. “Well, I won't deny that I favor dainty cakes and pastries over hard candy,” the girl replied, the tip of her spear swaying back and forth like a pendulum, “But you'd be surprised regarding how popular hard sweets are amongst younger ladies.” She wouldn't mention that they liked to suck on the candy to make it sticky, and then stick it into the hair of some unfortunate bystander, of course. It would be undiplomatic, to say the least.

The man's comment regarding clothing though, was rather out on the left field, a random comment that she would have taken as an attempt to flatter her, if it wasn't for the fact that Orion didn't give off the feel of a gold-digging sleazebag from a cabaret club. Shrugging, Arara waved as if it wasn't that big of a deal. “It's alright. Sakanade Textiles put a focus on creating combat-functional, but fashionable clothes, after all. They tried to model this variation after the concept of a shrine maiden, while ensuring that mobility wasn't hindered, but the end result was more of some eastern-style battle dress. Feels a little revealing for my tastes, but I can wear it in any situation I'd expect myself to be in, so it should be fine.”

Taking a serious look at Orion's own clothes, Arara commented nonchalantly, “Looks like you're wearing clothes produced by the Patchwork Clothing company, Orion.”

At this point, they were just another minute or two before arriving at the doorsteps of the Auditorium.

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