Alyona
@DezuelAlyona's bluff seemed to do the trick. As she watched him, the boy seemed to be a little unsteady... but not physically so. She had seen that kind of look before, but not in anyone as young as he. That was the look that she saw in some of the Yenina family mercenary guards, men who had survived far worse than baby-sitting a bad luck charm and her spoiled sister. Aly did not wonder what happened to him - she simply didn't care - but she feared the dangers that someone like that would bring. Alyona turned away, pretending to be going along with her business, but keeping an eye on him in her periphery.
Alyona let him carry on his own order, or rather the order he decided to abandon for health reasons. Maybe the boy was in denial about his finances, she thought, and scoffed internally. A runaway? If so, he was an amateur. Aly was a runaway and yet she was successful enough to have her own apartment and patronize a sweets shop with regularity. Keeping her facade of slight confusion up the entire time, she fumbled out a payment for her own order. She carefully made sure to let the cashier handle everything himself, and she touched her own money as lightly as possible, as though it was unclean. It was a bit of a waste of effort, given that her money was near her person the entire time, but she wanted to try and minimize her aura's exposure to the store and its staff. They needed to stay around. For her sake.
She bid farewell to the store staff in Yekaterinan, taking a leisurely stroll out of the store. As soon as she rounded the next corner, Aly quickly ducked into a nearby alleyway, setting her bag of sweets down. '
If he follows me all the way here...' Aly cracked her knuckles. '
He'll have some explaining to do.'
Alexandria
@Dezuel @ScarifarAlex's confusion was evident on her face, though her inner turmoil may have not been anything an outsider would have guessed. '
Alex! You've spent all this time working on your fancy talk! Now's the time to show her up!' The thought echoed in her mind. She had written so much like this... Yet the dissenting voice was also there, '
You're already a complete outcast in this school full of geniuses and rich kids. Do you want to start reciting poetry in front of everyone on top of that?' The thing that made her stomach twist with anxiety was the unspoken addition to the last thought:
Do you want to do that in front of Micheal?"
T-There's nothing wrong! We're just. Um. Heading to the cafeteria! Also there's a new student here maybe you can help her I don't know what she's saying!!" Alex's innate response to any kind of pressure from authority surfaced: Run away. As she turned from both the cat and the teacher, tugging on Michael's sleeve to inch him away for a moment, quickly whispering to him, "
D-Did you hear what she said?!" Alex for a brief moment had a very serious expression. "
S-She thought I was old!" She flashed a proud smile, as if she had been paid a serious compliment. Most people seemed to think she was still in middle school... Perhaps due to her sleep deprivation, or hunger, she simply did not register anything after the small part she took as a compliment.