she stares at you from across the breakfast hall, stuffing her face with food. granted, maybe it's because the nuns at the ninth house weren't exactly a sight for sore eyes, but you? she can't tear her eyes away for a second.

she wants nothing more than to talk to you. to impress you with some line and flex her arms and have you fall all over her. but Canaan house is proving to be as much of a prison as ninth, with harrowhark determined not to let her give herself away.

so, she sits silent.