“I don’t know how to deal with this..” Crona mutters, rocking back and forth as they fiddle with their sleeves anxiously. Eyes shifting around the room as they look anywhere but at you.

They didn’t know how to deal with having to talk to you, they could barely talk to Maka! But they had to talk to you, they were told to talk to you so they can get better at socializing with people other than Maka.