Upon seeing Avery's student id card and hearing that she was actually seventeen, the other girl's air of friendly exuberance seemed to wilt a little bit, the girl apologizing softly for the mistake. The way she seemed to withdraw made Avery wonder if she had been a little too harsh in clearing up the situation, a twinge of guilt over ruing the other girl's mood tugging on her. Of course, she hadn't meant to come across as angry or mean-spirited, though she did know that the frustration that came with being mistaken for a toddler time after time could bubble up on her without her realizing it at the time.
Once her father had departed, she acted on the prompting of her guilty conscience and said, “Y-You're fine. S-Sorry if I-I sounded angry. I-It's just r-really frustrating is all,” a slight blush on her cheeks. She wasn't really comfortable expounding any further than that. That would just lead to a whole lot of awkwardness that she certainly didn't feel comfortable dealing with at the moment, though she didn't really think that she had a ton of embarrassing secrets or anything like that.
Her question about clubs seemed to be successful in changing the subject and continuing the conversation, though it didn't seem like it at first due to the fact that the girl decided to pull out her own student id card and give her own name, Kacela, as an introduction. Smiling sheepishly at the irony behind Kacela using her id card like Avery had, Avery listened as Kacela explained that she hadn't signed up for any clubs yet.
“I h-have actually; Art Club and the Outdoors C-Club,” Avery answered, a little excited about the clubs she had signed up for and what they would entail throughout the year. “I-I only chose t-two for right now because I didn't w-want to be juggling too m-many activities at once.” Multi-tasking had never been one of her strong suits after all.
Personally, Avery found it a little hard to understand that Kacela wouldn't have any interest in clubs, but she decided that it wasn't all that important. “I c-could explore with you,” Avery suggested, her enjoyment of the company of others crowding out her worries about being found out as a freak of nature that should be on a dissecting table in a government lab somewhere far, far away.