Isis gave Winston a long look. "Well, to be frank, I'm not very good at making friends. I'll keep that stuff in mind, I guess.. Thanks.." She scrunched her face up as she said it. She wasn't used to thanking others.. Usually, Tula let her get away with anything, so.. When the teacher appeared in a bout of smoke, Isis whistled. Quite the entrance! She tucked her legs back under the desk. She didn't like being told what to do of course, but she didn't like messing with authority unless it was necessary. She raised her hand. "I have a question - what do you believe in Mr. Anders?". She thought the answer to that would be good.<br/><br/>Verena checked Drake over, just to be sure, and smiled weakly. "Well, thank goodness for that! It seems you don't need speed if your defenses are that great!" She pulled her braid over her shoulder and started paying with it absentmindedly. "Oh, me? My days been really nice! I apparently have a crush on a teacher, haha.." Her voice trailed off.