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Mason shook Lilith's hand, careful not to squeeze too hard and break her hand or something. Sometimes, he forgot that he was as strong as he was and screwed up. She had soft skin, which he assumed to be common of Principle kids. As opposed to hers, his own hands were tough and leathery from years of work and heavy lifting. 

He released a quiet laugh at her comment on his name. "Uh, yeah... like the jar." He said, smiling ever so slightly. His eyebrows went up when she mentioned Estella. "Oh, yeah I'm new. Came today like everyone else." At the comment on his height, Mason shrugged. "Just turned 18 a few days ago. Not sure where the height came from, though. My parents aren't staggeringly tall." 

He glanced momentarily at Estella, who seemed uneager to join the talk. "Pardon my manners," He turned in his seat to face her - finding himself having look slightly downwards once again. "It's nice to meet you, Estella."