<strong>Jeanne D'Arnise</strong><br/>Jeanne D'Arnise took her sheet quickly, looking it over for a moment before her eyes drifted back to the Fox dormhead. A small flash of irritation came upon her face, though before she'd managed to get a word in edgewise, she found a friendly seeming student suddenly speaking to her. For a brief moment she felt a pang of nervousness, though it ebbed away as Bodrak spoke. "I'm in Fox... and yes, this is my first year here," she stated before glancing down at her paper once more, lips lightly pressed together. "I hope the uniform doesn't become a problem, my line's been cursed so... I can barely stand direct sunlight. And I tend to become cold really easily." Her words, a she spoke them could very well be a lie, but the sheer lack of emotional movement on her features made it difficult to tell. After a moment she did look up ad Bodrak, offering a tentative smile. "I'm Jeanne D'Arnise, nice to make your acquaintance."