[ For a solid second, she doesn't reach out until her brows pop minutely as her hand goes out to firmly shake his in return. Shaking hands is normal enough and all, but being human all the time, smoothly and naturally, isn't. She nods at his name. ]
Malia. Tate. I'm a senior here. You...look like you could be too? [ She's not a master of discerning age, but. Maybe? ]
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Malia. Tate. I'm a senior here. You...look like you could be too? [ She's not a master of discerning age, but. Maybe? ]