".-- . .-.. .-../ -- -.--/ -. .- -- ./ .. .../ ... -.-- ...- . .-." Sylver introduced herself to Piper happily. "../ .-- --- -. -.. . .-./ .-- .... ---/ --- ..- .-./ .--. .- .-. - -. . .-. .../ .-- .. .-.. .-../ -... ." Sylver wondered, trying to imagine what the school would be like.

[My name is Sylver]
[I wonder who our partners will be]

"Whoa! Is that morse code?!" Onmund said as if he had already forgotten what had just happened. He was back to his normal self, cute and childish.

"-. ---/ .. - .../ ... .--. .- -. .. ..." Sylver clicked somehow sarcastically. "Syl, I have no idea how you did that, but you somehow made that sound sarcastic... hey, uh, dude who's name I don't know, can you understand her? I'll translate if needed" Rhys offered

[No, it's Spanish]

"I'm Onmund! And no I don't understand her, I just figured that was what all the tapping was about." The boy said watching as another boy entered the plane. He looked unhappy to say the least with a furrow on his brow and a sharp glare at everyone that he passed along his way to an open seat. That open seat just happened to be behind him and Toril. Curiously Onmund turned to look at the new man, offering him a hand to shake between the seats. "Hi! I'm Onmund! Are you going to the school too? What's your name?! Why do you look so angry? A-are you ignoring me?" Grumbling the boy settled farther back into his chair taking Onmund's hand reluctantly.
"Buddy." Was all the new boy said before closing his eyes and settling back in his chair. Onmund's eyes lit up at this. Great...a weirdo. Out of all of these kids...it seemed to him that he was the most mature of them all. Buddy clinched his fist shut, gritting his teeth some. He hated people, he hated plans, and most of all he hated being away from home.
"Did you hear that?! He called me buddy!" Onmund exclaimed.

".. --/ .--. .-. . - - -.--/ ... ..- .-. ./ -... ..- -.. -.. -.--/ .. .../ .... .. .../ -. .- -- ." Sylver clicked awkardly. "Yeah, that would make sense" Rhys agreed with her, remembering that Onmund couldn't understand her. "Oh, right, uh, she said she thinks his name is buddy"

"Oh...oh!" Onmund smiled turning back around to talk to the new boy. "Nice to meet you Buddy!" He said happily before turning back around. "When is the plane going to take off? I can't wait to get to the school!"

Sylver just shrugged, being pretty sure that was the universal sign for "I don't know"

"I have no idea, I hope it's soon though, because Sylver is super annoying when she's bored" Rhys said with a slight laugh as Sylver lightly slapped him

"I do as well, though the longer we are here the more friends we can make!" Onmund said happily only to get a answer from Buddy.
"Not everyone wishes to make friends." Buddy snapped opening one eye to look at the over enthusiastic boy. "It seems only you wish to."
"Why wouldn't you want friends? It's nice to have people around you like that." Onmund smiled only to get an eye roll from the Russian boy.

"... --- -- ./ .--. . --- .--. .-.. ./ .--. .-. . ..-. . .-./ - ---/ -... ./ .- .-.. --- -. ./ -... ..- -/ .. - .../ .- .-.. .-- .- -.-- .../ --. --- --- -../ - ---/ .... .- ...- ./ ... --- -- . --- -. ./ - ---/ - .- .-.. -.-/ - ---" Sylver commented. "Yeah, you have a point there I guess" Rhys shrugged

[Some people prefer to be alone but its always good to have someone to talk to]

"It's typical for someone who has never been burned by a fire to speak of how warm it's touch is." The Russian snapped at the girl who kept tapping. He could understand what she was spelling out, though that didnt make it any less annoying.