She listens to the woman, the words roll off her tongue shakily, the way she shifts in her seat as if to avoid some discomfort. She wouldn't doubt the student's words as she spoke but; the forced smile, the strained chuckle deep within her chest, her eyes deliberatly adverting her own, she ponders on whether the student was trying to protect her from something. It was a unique way of putting things, this Shai's style of avoiding to directly answer answer her question comment about students and creatures. But she saw no absolute reason to push the matter... letting her fellow student push the subject aside as if it were nothing.

News of her coma and amnesiac state left Tani feeling delayed concern for her well-being. Not that she didn't look perfectly healthy, but she had the keen sense in her eyes while she watched her explain. She wasn't very much happy for staying here. Even with medical capabilities surpassing what was needed.... Shai seemed to grow pale inside. She hadn't been long enough to experience Shokushu for herself, but anyone could tell Shai wanted to go home, wishing she would graduate very soon. It was sad to think she would be leaving a year ahead of her and would possibly never see her again.

She dimly shakes her head of such depressing thoughts and gently touches the hand holding the card, a soft grasp of her smooth skin for reassuring that she had friends here would help move her along in these three years she would stay. 'To stick it out' as Americans would say to one such as her fellow classmate. 'Support to go on' was what most Russians would say to one another.

"Words cannot express how I feel towards your past medical treatment. I know I will never understand what you must have gone through, so I can only offer that I can help keep you in good spirits... as a friend," she says in a soft, calm tone. She hopes her words would be sincere and heart warming to the woman. She didn't pretend to comprehend what being in a coma was like or say 'I feel your pain'. She was directly honest, words sprouting from her heart to reassure her that she would be a friend to her.

"Well... we don't have to delve into things you don't want. Is there... anything you'd like to talk about?" her accent had always remained Russian, but for some reason it seemed more apparent when she tried to change the subject.

She listens to the woman, the words roll off her tongue shakily, the way she shifts in her seat as if to avoid some discomfort. She wouldn't doubt the student's words as she spoke but; the forced smile, the strained chuckle deep within her chest, her eyes deliberatly adverting her own, she ponders on whether the student was trying to protect her from something. It was a unique way of putting things, this Shai's style of avoiding to directly answer answer her question comment about students and creatures. But she saw no absolute reason to push the matter... letting her fellow student push the subject aside as if it were nothing.

News of her coma and amnesiac state left Tani feeling delayed concern for her well-being. Not that she didn't look perfectly healthy, but she had the keen sense in her eyes while she watched her explain. She wasn't very much happy for staying here. Even with medical capabilities surpassing what was needed.... Shai seemed to grow pale inside. She hadn't been long enough to experience Shokushu for herself, but anyone could tell Shai wanted to go home, wishing she would graduate very soon. It was sad to think she would be leaving a year ahead of her and would possibly never see her again.

She dimly shakes her head of such depressing thoughts and gently touches the hand holding the card, a soft grasp of her smooth skin for reassuring that she had friends here would help move her along in these three years she would stay. 'To stick it out' as Americans would say to one such as her fellow classmate. 'Support to go on' was what most Russians would say to one another.

"Words cannot express how I feel towards your past medical treatment. I know I will never understand what you must have gone through, so I can only offer that I can help keep you in good spirits... as a friend," she says in a soft, calm tone. She hopes her words would be sincere and heart warming to the woman. She didn't pretend to comprehend what being in a coma was like or say 'I feel your pain'. She was directly honest, words sprouting from her heart to reassure her that she would be a friend to her.

"Well... we don't have to delve into things you don't want. Is there... anything you'd like to talk about?" her accent had always remained Russian, but for some reason it seemed more apparent when she tried to change the subject.

"I plan on majoring in Marine Biology for a better understanding of the ocean, and Anatomy for human udnerstanding when I join the Coast Guard," she replies, letting it be known of her goal. She knew she didn't have to go to college for the area of career she wanted, but having a diploma offered many open doors then not having one. Might as well while she was young. She only needed four years before she could make a difference.

She was a bit surprised the woman suddenly took interest in what she was persuing for a career, but it was something to change the subject on. Besides, it was a career she was proud to state. She was curious ofthe woman's own goals, but thinks before she talks. It was best to try and asses what words to use in order to not offend.

"I'm sure you have a goal from this school. What are you majoring in right nw, Shai? she asks politely, beaming with eagerness to hear what sort of career the woman was going for. It was interestin, because it would also tell her a little bit about her fellow student.

"Making technology fit in the palm of your hand... I wish I was good with technology like that. You'll certainly make a difference," she replies in response to her majoring choice. She, herself, could never possibly understand how computers breathe and work, but one may never know, Shai may be creating technology to better help with Coast Guard surveillances. She could really be so helpful if she thought deeply about it. It was a very respectable career choice; she would of course admit that.

Sitting up more in her chair, she twiddles her thumbs to think on what the subject could be next. Magic tricks, career choices, personal problems... what else could there be to talk about? She purses her lips together in a futile attempt to strain herself further into thinking. But there was still nothing coming to mind.

"So... I've heard some girls here have roommates here. Do you have one perhaps?" she asks curiously, not necessarily asking for her to dorm with her if she didn't, but she did wish to know if it were true.

She understood the small tease and chuckles at it with some enthusiasm. At least she was trying to be a funny tease; Tani never did get the hang of it. She watches from her spot as Shai discovers the rain from outside. She hadn't paid attention until her friend here spoke of it. She looks up and watches the rain hit the rooftop with a pattering tempo to it. Out of beat as it was, it was soothing, and it slowly made the room more comfortable. It wasn't really cold nor hot anymore. It was nice for a change...

"MmmMmm, no I am afraid not. I have a large room but from the night I've spent in there no one is assigned to the room but me. It’s fine, though. It lets me practice my little tricks without someone knowing my material by being my roommate. Although... it still gets lonely. I don't like being alone, myself, but I will just have to tough it out for a little while."

True to speaking, she loathed being alone in such a big and dark room at night. Its not that she was frightened, but she honestly found herself annoying to be with all the time. Silly as it sounds; she gets sick of herself easily and likes to have someone there. She remembers something about the principle saying until further notice she was not to have a roommate. She wondered why, especially it being temporary...

"Plus it gives me some time to practice the real thing..." she mumbles to herself, still gazing up at the rooftop, almost zoning out a few times.

"I'd like that," she replies simply, turning her head slightly to her to give her a smile in compliance to the suggestion. She had realized she had mumbled of her own abilities by mistake, but Shai must of either not heard or diregarded it. She sighs, friends shouldn't keep secrets from friends really.

"Shai... can you keep a secret?" she asks softly, a slight redundant word she had played in her mind. She was sure she could trust the woman. She had opened up to her and vice versa, besides... its not as if anyone wouldn't find out eventually. She could at least try and test how much she could confide in her new friend here. Either way, it would help her learn.

"I know this may seem a bit odd for a technician such as yourself... not beliving in possible magic maybe... well... I'll put it simply... I'm a witch, Shai. Magic, the real thing, I can do it."

Blunt as it was, she looks to the woman, wondering what her reaction may be. Maybe she had come across other magi users or perhaps not. If it was the latter then there may possibly be a problem, but if it were the first it could still be. She hoped the woman wouldn't think of her as crazy even. All she could do is watch and hope for a good response from her.

That's what the term she found mostly anyone would call her. 'Witch' held a different meaning in her eyes, but perhaps she overlooked the obvious stereo-type of old hags with pointy hats and brooms. She smiles gleefully when she sees Shai's slow understanding of what she had said.

She just didn't feel it would've been right to keep that from a friend. Might as well deepen the relationship every time they were able to sit together. She blinks confusedly at the comments of being beautiful herself and having her say something along the lines of not thinking many witches were very pretty. She understood that, stories and whatnot of grimy old women with that cackling laugh. But the fact Shai had complimented made a soft crimson shade spring to her cheeks before she spoke.

"Its alright, Shai. Umm... I'm... actually not sure if I could ride a broom or not. Never tried," she admits to the possibility of flying. If so, maybe she could help Shai escape the island if she so desired to go home. Couldn't be that far away. She shifts comfortably; her soft lips turn to the side as she regards the curiosity of Shai. Possibly a demonstration... and with a soft and small incantation she slowly lifts her right palm before her. She didn't really know anything special, but a small flame, such as one on candle suddenly lit right in the middle of her palm. She takes her time studying it herself and slowly moves it to Shai so she could see.

"I know its not much but... I think mostly every witch can light a fire in their hands."

"..." was her response to the question. Pulling up her legs to the chair, she ponders why she even started her delving into the art in the first place. Then... her face appeared, the one who had enjoyed and obviously jumped up and down with her little slight of hand tricks- Nicole. She wondered a few times through her life if she was even alive or had some horrible person taken her away from this world. Was she successful or was she a complete failure at life?

"When I was young. Twelve or thirteen maybe... I can't really remember when I started, but I know it was possibly around the start of my middle school life."

The fire still flickered in her palm, but if Shai had touched it she would of known she wouldn't of gotten burnt from it. Tani would make sure of it. She drops her head to her free palm as it rests on her thigh, her busy hand played with the small flicker by twirling it in-between her fingers. She sometimes could almost fall into a daydreaming state by staring at the small light before her. Nicole's smiling face still haunted her every time she was able to brood over it. Her friend never realized what hurt she left behind for running away.

"I can't really say I'm experienced enough to do much else aside from 'maybe' throwing a small stream of fire at something, but the drawback always singes my hand sometimes. Not now though... since it’s... controlled and all. I wonder if I can ever do this better without hurting myself."

It honestly wasn't as easy as it looks. Every time she tried something bigger it was a drawback, or whiplash to herself, whether it was burning, hurting, or exhausting herself to a point she couldn't stand sometimes and had to sit down to rest. It always had such a heavy burden, especially her more darker incantations.