Skyler continued to sketch away, only half paying attention to the gamers. She had looked down again and didn't see the cyclops approach but heard her slight footsteps. Yet she didn't realize the footsteps were coming towards her and so when the girl spoke, Skye jumped. "Huh-Wha-?!" She exclaimed. After a second she calmed down. Skye didn't like when people watched her draw, and especially hated compliments. She always saw a way her pictures could be improved. But, as she was drawing another person, she supposed she owed some niceties. "Oh... Uh I took some classes at my towns community college. It's not the most prestigious way to learn but it works I guess." Skye shrugged before continuing. She was trying to stay friendly, but her voice was dry enough to show she didn't like talking. Whether the cyclops heard it, Skye didn't know. The whole time, Slye kept her head down. Some might see it as she didn't want to look at the Cyclops, but they would be wrong. Skye hated looking people in the eyes (or eye). She disliked the connection people made through sight. It was probably part of her social anxiety, but she still felt uncomfortable.<br/><br/>Skye then heard someone else come over to her. This time Skye didn't jump, which was a plus because Corry seemed like a very serious person and would have probably thought Slue had a twitch or something. He leaned into Skye and whispered. Her head snapped up from her drawing a she narrowed her eyes at the strange.... Light elf?! Skye never once smelled light elf in their car of the train. And since Skye's mom dated a light elf once (what could she say? Her mom seemed to have a taste for mythical beings. Small world.) Slye knew what a Light elf smelt like, even withher horrible human nose. She whispered back, soft enough so the cyclops (if she was still around) couldn't hear. "I totally agree. Something's wrong. She was definitely not an elf when we arrived, let alone a light elf. You and me will have to keep an eye on her." Skye had already planned to sleep as a wolf that night so she felt a little better knowing her nose and ears would increase tenfold. She wasn't sure if the Aislinn was a danger or just plain odd, but she would be wary all the same. Skye actually didn't trust any of these halflings, but some alliances would need to be affirmed before classic high school cliques set in. S Aislinn got farther into the room, Slye subconciously growled. Half the time she doesn't realize what part of her wolf form is controlling her.