Miki felt the fabric of her white capris as she hugged her legs to her chest. She was certain she'd press them into the skin of her legs from the force of the shaking she was doing. She didn't like the look the strange boy was giving her. "D-Discordia? Fold of time and space?" She knew she was stuttering. She didn't care at the moment. Her voice was soft, confused, and frightened.<br/><br/>When Aryn made eye contact she slowly unfolded herself and tried to set up straight. She could still hear her heart beating in her chest but she nodded to him. "Y-yes, Aryn-senpai." She swallowed heavily and then looked back at Drake.<br/><br/>"Ishinaka Miki." She was too flustered to even try and bow. "How can this place...be?" She gestured around to the dorm, or the Discordian version of it anyway. "What<em>is</em>it? And how can a place have it's sight on our souls? Why can't we leave it without it coming back to haunt us?"