Lost in thought Zee didn't notice the young lady approach until she was upon him. Giving her the once over, he noted several things about her including her style, choice of weapon, as well as the over sized hair clip resembling a butterfly. Most of all he noted her greeting, which said a lot about her character. Instead of greeting him properly, she decided to go with a more eccentric approach, drawing out her hello and mimicking his stance. Her playful nature was apparent, but he knew that even playful things could be scary when they had to be, after all, this was a school of combat.

Returning his gaze to the stage he stood quiet for a few seconds. "Nooooootthing muuuuuuch," he replied, with a smirk. Moments latter another followed, a Faunus from the look of it. Out in the wild that made no difference, he thought everyone was equal so long as they pulled their weight. But two years in the city showed him that not all people thought that way. It didn't change him. It was harder to read the boy than it was the girl. His tone struck sour but the look in his eyes wasn't all that serious, distant even. "Well met," he greeted the Faunus. As he attempted to strike up a conversation the room fell silent as Ozpin took the mic, and Goodwitch soon after.

"Quite the speech. Must have forgot his index cards in his office. Or he doesn't like us. What do you think?"