Octavia laughs, soft and amused. "Stay away from the green," she says with a nod. "I'll make sure to remember that. And the next hot dog I have, I'm definitely trying it your way."

She glances at the tables around them, filled with students, many of whom she doesn't know or only vaguely recognizes. There are familiar faces too, though. "I think you guys have a larger cafeteria than we do," Octavia comments. "But I guess that makes sense, since I think there are more students here."