[Serra Britt]

Feenai stared at Jeanne, wondering how long she would be immersed in that book. She swung her head around to see Michael staring at her, with a perplexed look on his face. He probably thinks I'm useless too. I barely know him, so maybe I should introduce myself... Her voice cracked, as she struggled with verbal communication. "My name is Feenai...the old man already introduced you to everyone...your name is Michael?" She tried to look him in the eyes but found that she couldn't, and turned her face downward to stare at her feet. Yes, that was great. I can't even face someone new, who didn't even see my uselessness in the sewers. I'm just a big failure...