Just like her shelter partner, a smile appeared on elder cadet's features when she heard her reply and choice of words. Well, she wasn't wrong. Looking before leaping was a tried and true method. Janice wouldn't dare sway anyone from such a disposition, especially one that she wished she had when she was younger. Nevertheless, her own advice had been unwarranted, yet it was thankfully not unwelcome from what she gathered of Joanna's response. And as soon as she was given the okay, Janice returned a quick, laughing "thanks" and went straight to work on her hair, seeming to not miss a beat even as she continued to speak with the younger girl.
"Truth be told? Yes, it probably will," Janice stated with a little chuckle, all the while brushing the long strands up towards the crown of her head where they were held in a firm grasp. A few well-practiced twists of her hand were all it took to turn her wet tresses into a clean bun... Well, as clean as she could make it without using a mirror. It was then that she continued, "But still, it's good to get into that frame of mind. Not enough people do, if you ask me." One name quickly came to mind as she spoke, but she made sure to keep it to herself. After all, Jim Kirk had built the foundations of his reputation and career by breaking rules and taking risks, so he would have likely been a poor example of that, anyway.
The response to her last question drew another smile from her, almost masking the quick manner in which she observed Joanna's little movements as she wrapped her arms around herself and then shrugged at the mention of her father being an alumni. Janice was satisfied enough with that. "Okay, that must be it then. How exciting, though! First year and you've already got a little bit of history here. Not bad," she stated with a small chuckle, "How's your experience been so far?"
However, her attention soon turned away from the subject of school and alum parents towards the fact the the young cadet seemed to have her arms crossed. And that's when it hit her like the gust of wind that pulled the chill and spray of the rain in its wake; the poor girl was probably cold. That wasn't to say that Janice wasn't cold herself (she certainly was), though it helped that she had been running and moving a little only moments before. Joanna, on the other hand, had not. A hint of concern etched itself onto her face as she furrowed her brows at the girl. "You haven't been standing out here long, have you?"
[ Hey, I'm sorry for disappearing like that. Things got crazy again irl and I was struggling with pulling my head out of a funk. Anyway, I know its been a while and it seems like things might have quieted down around here, but I just wanted to leave you some replies for Joey and Derek. I would love to continue with the thread(s) if you'd still be interested. If not, then I completely understand. I hope everything is well! Take care! ♥ ]