Aisling moved into the room when Yannick walked away. It was small, but would suffice. She took a seat on the bed and pulled her tail around her side to fiddle with it while the others unpacked. Her friend was due to come by around eight. Late enough she hoped it wouldn't interfere with dinner, early enough no one would be sleeping.<br/><br/>Even though she was pretty thoroughly lost in thought the motion she caught in the corner of her eye captured her attention. It was Dulcinea, the girl who'd come directly after her when she'd first seen Yannick. She smiled a little and nodded to the question, the golden bell around her neck bobbing musically on its black ribbon. Truth be told she was a little nervous, but that she figured she would handle on her own. When Dulcinea offered her name Aisling stood and moved toward her, offering a pale and slender hand, "I'm Aisling, Aisling McAlister."<br/><br/>Aisling's hands were gentle, but calloused. Clearly Aisling had seen her fair share of work in her days. The smile she wore was warm and inviting, friendship a very tantalizing idea to the neko in her new environment. "So.. You know Master Yannick?" Aisling was curious how the two knew one another and in the absence of anything else to talk about aside from the neko's silly decision not to bring her possessions straight off she figured she would broach the topic.