Mistuo smirked slightly when he heard her muttering. What a childish girl, really. He glanced towards the sky, having lost interest in the Professor's speech the minute she moved on to the different Dorms in the school. Out of the corner of his eye he saw the half-pixie from the train waving at him. He nodded slightly in her direction, amused to see that the mangled makeup had become even more mangled from the wind.<br/><br/>The sudden sound of excited whispering from the crowd drew his attention back to Professor...what was her name again?...to the Professor lecturing them. They were bringing something out on a beautifully decorated wooden platform.