"I like your concept about women. But really, it doesn't matter". Melissa showed a shy smile and shook her head. "I don't want anyone to get in trouble for me. It's not fair.". She kept her pace slow, her eyes also scanning the halls. As they passed by, the girl greeted one or two people, and just kept to herself regarding most of the others. Her cheeks blushed again with Saint's words, and she laughed. "I'll pretend to believe you, is that all right?". As he admired the school, she thought about what she was doing there, and about her plans for her life. Unaware of what and who Saint was, and with an almost childlike innocence to her, the girl already considered him, mentally, as a new friend. As if letting him take in the environment that seemed to be new to Saint, she only spoke again when they finally reached the outside. "I think I have never seen you here. Are you new?" After a moment, she completed. "What I actually want to know is whether or not you're coming back. I don't know, I think we could be good friends. And it would give me the chance of making up to you for the little favor." She laughed softly and finally admitted. "It was a nice punch."