Noémie glanced around the hall, worryingly. Breakfast was finishing up?! But she had not even started eating anything yet...Noémie quickly stammered a [i]"Goodbye monsieur!"[/i] as she stumbled through the crowd towards the breakfast bar, until a shock of white hair stopped her dead. The girl was wearing the same type of duffle-coat as Noémie, only slightly scruffier and less well-made. It took Noémie a moment to realise that the other lady's hair was not white, but grey, and to register that she was receiving a compliment about the coat. With a flash of a smile - with brilliantly white...fangs...Noémie also acknowledged the other woman with an automatic [i]"Merci, madame!"[/i] as she rushed towards the clearing buffet table.

Her eyes quickly scanned the food table in dismay; there was very little to do with meat on the arrange of mostly-eaten breakfast foods. She scavenged herself a plate and found a few strips of cold bacon and five slices of ham to eat, and didn't really have time to sit down and eat it all so she just picked it up and devoured it on her way to the plate removal area. Her first day was hardly going so well; lost, alone, and hardly any breakfast along with a grand total of two acquaintances, one of which was quite rude to her. Noémie joined the parting crowd, uncertainly, not knowing where she was going for sure. As for her trunk and boots, well, they could remain at the entrance until she had a reason to move them. She didn't have anything worth stealing from there anyway.

As she pushed, and was pushed, through the throng of people she subconsciously looked for the one person who has been kinder to her than the other students. Of course, it wasn't that hard to find another person with white hair in such a crowd, right?