"I was noticing that. Not really sure what's going on here yet, but it seems like some of us don't exactly fit in as well as others." She pauses for a moment, "I doubt anyone in charge cares much. It's not like we were given a grand invitation. At least, I wasn't."

When he picks a place for them to sit, she follows after with their cocoa. It's only once he actually claims a chair that she puts his cup down on the table before him to claim the chair's partner. Sitting back, she holds her cup between her hands.

"They wouldn't answer this for me when I arrived, but is there a way to go home? I think we get to eventually? Even being a temporary prisoner isn't something that sounds like a good time to me." Although she supposes she has a lot of freedoms for being a caged lark.