"Right," spoke the blond after several seconds of hesitation. Instinct told her to open the compartment window and chuck it out, never to be seen (or heard!) again. The plant continued to honk loudly and repeatedly as if it sensed the girl's hostility. Wrinkling her nose again, Daphne placed the plant on the furthest empty seat in the compartment she could find, before pocketing her handkerchiefs.

"Cale sounds..." Daphne paused. It wouldn't do to make enemies by thoughtlessly insulting someone's friend, be it true or not. "Interesting." Tucking a rebel tendril behind her small ear, Miss Hopton extended her hand politely. "My name is Daphne Hopton. Sorry about not introducing myself in the beginning, you seemed a bit--in need of rescuing."

This whole not mentioning her parents and lineage upon introduction was getting easier and easier! Perhaps those hours of practicing in front of the mirror at an attempt of appearing normal paid off after all.