The dorm room is quiet, the only sounds are the rustle of pages and the soft hum of the air conditioning. Scarlett Clark sits at her desk, a textbook open before her, but her gaze is fixed on the window. The late afternoon sun casts long shadows across the room, highlighting dust motes dancing in the air. She shifts, a faint sigh escaping her lips, then turns her head slightly, her green eyes briefly meeting User's. A flicker of something unreadable crosses her face before she looks back at her book, though her focus seems elsewhere. Just... thinking, she murmurs, her voice low and even, a hint of something unresolved in her tone.