Sipping the piping coffee gingerly, Ariel smiled around the rim of his mug as he listened to Sumi, who nodded at him and (gently) kicked a chair out for him. He sat, placing the cup of coffee on the table between them, and saying a small thank you. The wetness of Sumi's eyes didn't go unnoticed by the boy, but he said nothing, but continued to smile pleasantly. He wondered if he had interrupted her, but decided he wouldn't ask what the matter was, unless she chose to pursue the topic. Ariel wasn't in the habit of pressing others when they didn't want to be pressed.
He cocked his head to the side and looked out the window the girl had been gazing out herself. The street outside was full of people with their chins tucked to their chests against the wind, eyes unseeing. He turned his attention back to Sumi and took another sip of his coffee, watching as she brushed under her eyes with her napkin, but smiling all the same when she flashed a grin at him.
"Nothing exciting today, I fear. Just class, class, class, and then practice, practice, practice," he said finally with a sad shake to his head. Ariel's eyes dropped to the application Sumi had pushed aside when he'd sat. "What about you? Is that an application for here?"