It had been a weird weekend. Mostly due to the fact that a girl she'd never even met before had such an influence over her current state of mind. Stuffing her hands in the pockets of her coat, the soles of her trainers squeaked slightly against the marble floors of the corridor. She half wondered what was going to happen next - what this relationship between Daphne and Nikolas meant and what it meant for her. As she came closer to where she had told Milicent she would meet her, she grew slightly curious as to how this was going to pan out as well.
She returned the wave once her sights set upon the older girl, a friendly smile spreading across her lips. Although in the past Milicent had seemed rather intimidating, it was impossible for Lucy to make judgments based on that alone.
"I hope you weren't waiting too long," Lucy said, an apologetic tinge to her voice. "I've not quite been myself today. Running a little behind."