What is your deepest wish? My lady can grant it if you make a contract pact with her~
“Huh? ‘Wish’?” Sharena’s head tilts to the side, confusion clear on her face. Confusion stemming not just by the strange words (though that’s definitely a big part of it, she can’t lie. Seriously, what is girl even talking about???) but also the appearance of their speaker, herself. She can’t say she recognizes her at all.
Maybe she’s with the evil dubstep guys?? What were they called again? The ‘slitherers’? ‘Dark snakes’? ‘Uncool… buds’…? They talk about shady stuff a bunch, right? Part of the whole ‘being evil’ thing usually involves talking like that as part of the deal. Though she’s pretty sure those guys specifically like to hide in the shadows, not waltz up to random people to start recruiting in broad daylight… and isn’t their leader that really pale guy? He’s not a contractor, she doesn’t think, and he’s definitely no ‘lady’, so…
…Nah, she’s probably just a weirdo. Nothing to worry about! “Hmm… I’d say my deepest wish would be… To make best friends with everyone at the academy! Starting with YOU, haha!” The Askran beams broadly, sticking her hand out to hold it just in front of the stranger’s chest; a prime position for her to take. “My name’s Sharena, nice to meet you! Pact or no, I hope we’ll get along just fine!”