Neena flinched, tilting her head over her shoulder and gun in a defensive 'L position' to her side even if she was out of ammunition. When she saw that it was Tabitha Smith and her mess of blonde hair, Neena smiled and resumed retrieving her Nerf darts. "Thanks. Nothing personal to Charlie, but the only other targets I have to practice on are real people."
She should probably invest in some posters for her room, if only to more properly have an outlet for such aggression. A person could take shooting the headmaster's picture the wrong way. Neena realized she wanted that partially, but she still had to play by the 'rules' for this school. One by one she plucked down the plastic pieces, opening the chamber to reload. "And it's always a nerf morning. My trigger finger gets awfully lonely." Neena considered. "Wait. What are you doing up before noon?" Tabitha had always seemed like 'one of those' students.