Cynthia
Sheldon wandered along, a myriad of thoughts inside of his head. Chief among them being how the *Hell* Was he gonna adjust to this place? Not in terms of the crazy quirky powers or the delinquents you'd naturally find ina place like this, more just living on his own and having to fend for himself. The social stuff that back home he was a natural at, but might not take so well here.

He held his hands in his pockets, before one of them ran through his slime and attempted to comb it, to little avail. The bald spot he had unintentionally made had magically reappeared all on its own, bubbles pouring in as a way to recover what might have been lost. He sighed, knowing that although his new form granted many gifts, it came at the cost of not having a proper head of hair. As Sheledon tended to do however, eh simply moved along, through the hallways, putting the smile back on.
Mary
Siena was very confused. She had been trying to create a mental map of this place, but she had gotten lost twice now. She was pretty sure that she should be in front of the library now, but that is not where she is. She isn't even quite sure how she ended up here in the first place.

She slows walks past the doors, hoping she will recognise one of them, before screeching to a halt. Is that a slime? 

"Are you a slime?" She asks, and then immediately bites her tongue. She hadn't meant to ask that quite so rudely.
Cynthia
Sheldon stops in place, his slime's flowing strands freezing in place, as if they too are listening out to who had just called them. His cyan blue eyes met Siena's with warmth and kindness, thankfully not offended by her very blunt question. 

"Preeeetty much, yeah. At the very least, I'm half slime. When I want to though... Completely slime. It really depends on how I'm feeling that day." He quickly gave an example, as his free arm shifted into a grey slimy blobby mass. The "Hand" So to speak wibble wobbled a friendly wave to Siena.

"The name's Sheldon. Sheldon Porter. It's nice to meet ya!" He gave a wide grin in greeting. "You new around here? A veteran? Either way, it's cool to find some new peeps hangin' around."
Mary
Siena relaxes slightly when she hears his reply. To think that she had almost scared away the first person she had properly talked to. She shook her head. She grinned at the jaunty wave, and waved back in turn.

"Well, Sheldon, it's nice to meet you too. I'm Siena, and I'm pretty new around here too. I was just exploring, trying to figure out where everything is."

She turned the ring around her finger, a nervous habit she should probably get rid of soon. She usually disliked first conversations, but Sheldon seemed nice enough to ease most of her worries. "Where were you heading to, anyway?