Having by now climbed to her feet, Alice was well aware that one of her normal daily problems had followed her even here--everyone else was [i]taller[/i] than she was. By appearances, also far lighter than she happened to be, which was mildly frustrating but still less annoying than being so damn tiny. [i]Someone[/i] was going to try and make a joke out of her height, she could tell. Then she'd punch them in the face for being a jerk.

Internal grumbling aside, the girl happily adjusted her glasses and shamelessly paid more attention to Tamara and Miranda's "introduction" than to the group, the scenery, or any other useless tutorial messages that might have shown themselves. This was far more important than noticing people had showed up could ever be, after all. Then, though, it was onto the 'give your name' phase, which was unpleasant enough that she said as little as she could get away with.

"Alice. Pressed yes intentionally."