She smiles and hands over the shielding bracelet, putting the rubies into her shirt pocket with her left hand. "More luck to you on that. And the snack trade?"

They can do that too, quickly and efficiently.

He looks around at the other three who have been mostly silent for this. "Should we all introduce ourselves properly?"

"I'm Eliza Godfrey."

Destiny has stayed quiet during this, after waving off Destiny's question, because she's not incredibly interested in anything but the chocolate, which a) she doesn't have much to trade for, and b) the POINT is for Morty to do a ROMANTIC GESTURE but he is, of course, being oblivious to her attempts at subtext even when she's as blatant about it as she can manage. 

"I'm Destiny Williams!" she says brightly. "Lovely to meet you, Eliza! This is the love of my life, Mortimer Prescott!" 

"It's Morty." 

"Good to meet you." She's not going to advertise the depth of her attachment to Justinian just yet, it's unstrategic.

"Good to meet all of you, Eliza, Destiny, Morty. How's everyone's first day of school being so far?" 

"I'm from Chicago, so, not great."

"I heard about that. Very sad. Is it indelicate for me to offer you a chocolate bar about that?"

"No, I'd be grateful." She's going to keep it for trading instead of eating it, but that doesn't make her not grateful. 

She hands over a milk chocolate bar, 100 grams of pure sweetness. "And I'd like to talk to you privately once the trading is over, if you don't mind."

"Sure, I'm alright with that." 

"Um, I'm Caio," says Caio. He does not normally break out all the names. He will omit some. "Caio Paes Almeida."

Something's going on there with Chicago and Lily, but prying is rude. Does he say something? Does he not?

"I'm Kevin Astley. Light affinity, artificing. Morty and Destiny, do I sense a story there?"

"Good to meet you two as well. Bracelet affinity, artificing."

"Oh, that's convenient. Creative writing track, I haven't found a good one-word descriptor for my affinity."

Lying and saying that her affinity is weapons is a dumb plan. "Uh, my affinity's stealth and I'm doing languages. ...A story about what?" 

Kevin shrugs. "You seem to know each other, is all I meant."

"Well, she called him the love of her life out loud and in public and everything."

"Not exactly a brilliant observation, I know, really I was probing for some kind of social connection."

"Oh. I mean, we grew up together in the Oakland enclave. He heroically saved my life five times. That the sort of story you're hoping for?" 

"Yep! Nice. Sadly I don't have a similar story, except for how my mom kills mals just by thinking. Maybe Rico can tell me one, he's from Melbourne's enclave. What's Oakland like?"

"You want the honest answer? ...Kind of lame. It'll be better in a couple generations, I bet, just - it's pretty new and my grandparents' generation kind of bankrupted the whole clan, paying for the spells to get it built. The company's good, at least." She twinkles at him. "If I say so myself." 

"How sweet, you two. When's your anniversary?"

Morty rolls his eyes slightly. "I shouldn't think anyone celebrates anniversaries in here."