[Okay, she's a little surprised. Eyebrows go up, eyebrows go down, she can't explain this. But damn it, she's a smooth operator herself, and she give the White Rose a polite little bow for appearances, before her undaunted eyes track up to Sei's.]

If you count by minutes, maybe. I must have made a good impression.

[Leo puts her hand on her hip, breaking the stiff, demure posture of the bow and matching the casual tone.]

Come to join us? [She was speaking to a couple other first-years, something ridiculous about swimming the English Channel.] Or do you need me for something?