Her bright blue eyes shift between each of the women near her, and then back to the crowd near the yogurt stand for a moment. Her full, dark brown lips pull into a small smile of her own. Her rigid posture loosens slightly as part of the edginess of an initial hello melts away. At the mention of her hair she once again brings up a single long, but toned looking dark-brown arm to run delicate and elegant looking fingers, each tipped with a well groomed, pointed fingernail through the wild and fluttering locks of stark white hair.<br/><br/>Tugging back on the length of her ivory hair revealing the distinct v-shaped hairline she possesses for a moment.<br/><br/><hr/><br/><strong>To Caroline:</strong><br/><br/><em>"Oh no it is..."</em>She pauses for a moment, her eyes narrowing in thought.<em> "Ujamaa... What is the English word, family? Through family, my mother tells me my grandmother had hair such as this as well."</em><br/><br/><strong>To Caroline and Hanuka:</strong><br/><br/><em>"Oh! I am Ororo, Ororo Munroe... This is my first year here. It is... nice to meet you both, I do not know anyone yet."</em>