Lia blinked, then turned to see the tall, bright-haired girl next to her. Her looks alone were reason enough to smile - striking, bold, and with a generous smile of her own - but the offer of help had Lia beaming.
"Thank you so much," she said, offering some of the bags to the redhead. "I'm in D3," she added, her movement toward the elevator much faster now that the weight of her burden had been significantly reduced. Her posture was already doing better, she observed, pleased by the development. Her attention turned back to her lovely savior.
"I'm Lia, by the way," she said, reaching out the few free fingers of her right hand to shake the girl's. "What's your name?"