He tries not to panic too loudly where Hannah can hear it. He fails badly. She's laughing at him. Victoria isn't, dressed prim and businesslike, toying with a cup of coffee and picking at a muffin. He blushes very red when he sees her, eyes wide. He half-expected that she wouldn'ts how up. And now he feels really dressed down, in just a button-down and jeans. He tried to clean up... She looks up as he walks in, eyes flicking up, then down, then back up. She pushes the chair next to her out in invitation. He swallows, sitting own. "... h... hi." "How was the rest of orientation?" "... it was okay. How was yours?" He pauses. "I'm ... still trying to figure out where things are." "...good. I'm looking forwards to class... did you not get a map?" "I, uh... I did, but I'm still trying to... get things straight in my head. Some of these buildings are labyrinths. I think the computer science building is literally three buildings smashed together." "...that's the weirdest architectural choice I've heard of yet." "... Yep." He sighs heavily. "I think the architects were high." "Quite possibly," she grins. "Seventies brutalism, I wouldn't be surprised." "Architecture buff?" She laughs quietly. "Just lived here a long time," he says, smiling shyly. "That's very interesting. So...you're a local?" "... Yeah, from out in the suburbs?"