Walking down the corridor you meet Evelyn, one of the satyress who have recently settled here. You decide to say hello, but her reaction seems strange. She blushes deeply and tightens her lips into a thin thread. Her voice trembles, as if she's making it sound harsh.

— Wh-what are you want, you idiot? Go where you're going, hmph.

She turns up her nose, trying to show that you are disgusting to her. Because of the thick blush, it comes out surprisingly bad.