Millie wondered quietly over to the water dispenser and grabbed a cup. The blood was now dry, and began to crack with her movements. She hated the feeling of it, but somehow she knew she'd have to get use to it. She ignored the others, not even glancing toward Olivia as she seemingly hovered from the ground. Yet her attention was caught by a new voice, and she turned her head just a bit to gain vision of the new girl.
Millie scowled as she filled the cup with water,
she's young..I wonder how young... Then turning her attention back to the water dispenser, she lifted the cup to her lips and took a small sip. The blood in her mouth gathered moisture, and slid down her throat in a grotesque fashion which made Millie choke and splutter. She covered her hand over her mouth as she spit up the blood of the rabbit, which had remained dormant in her mouth until now.
With a slight blush of embaressment, assuming someone had seen or heard her choking, Millie straightened herself up, then wiped off her hand on her shirt glancing over to Julius for a moment and then turning her attention to the cup of water again. Attempting to draw any attention away from herself, Millie look to the young girl and cleared her throat before speaking
"So..how old are you? I mean, you look pretty young." straight to the point. She didn't bother to introduce herself. That seemed such a..ordinary.. thing to do. Millie didn't favour the idea of ordinary.