[b]Ajala, Simon, Tree Gang[/b]

The nagini mustered a soft chuckle while Simon rambled about her lack of social life. The centaur had a point: she rarely left the academy grounds for one reason or another, primarily due to her dislike of crowds and overtly active social interactions. In a way, she was less like a sentient hybrid and more like the serpentine animal she closely resembled, preferring life of solitude. She wondered if it was generally within a centaur's nature to be so gregarious and noticed how he seemed excited to hang out with her for once. "Whatever makes you happy," she softly murmured, thinking that going out with the group would, at least, keep the other students from thinking that she was too attached to the academy. The topic of food diverted her line of thoughts into another topic, mainly what she was going to get once they did head for Purgatory.