Why was this female so nervous around her? She figured that a girl like her, with such gifts as her...Well, she'd assumed that she wouldn't be so...Articulate. Her icy hues locked within her own before Natasha turned to go, and she felt something grip about her that she couldn't exactly identify. She rather-looking, indeed...But why...<br/><br/>Shaking the feelings from her head, Kendra seemingly glided into the classroom she had shown her to. Yet, she almost wanted to turn back.