"The usual." Lydia takes a quick look around. She knows Maya's voice, but she's never entirely sure sometimes unless she turns about if Maya's actually right there, or across the room. Lydia's hearing isn't really super-hearing as such, but she's gotten the knack for attuning to Maya's voice.

"Seconds who are all 'we're not Firsts anymore!', nervous Firsts, and the rank and file ranging from excited to jaded second and thirds. Which clubs are you going with this year?"