"Mmm... I am not to be telling. But maybe if we become very good friends, then you may learn," Lorelei knew the rules, no telling people what they were - as though anyone would really believe that there was yet another species that most of the magical world were rather unaware of as a whole. There was always the fear that people had for something that they thought could threaten them. "Everyone is different. What is important is finding those who accept you as you are," The teen nodded lightly. So long as he had even a couple of people who he could share his trouble with, then it could ease even the loneliest livelihood. "I know what I say and promise," A small stern expression came across her features at the insinuation that she wasn't aware, "I will look out for you and keep you safe." Another sure nod, it appeared that she had made up her mind and there was no talking her out of it. She didn't immediately understand why he had become silent for a moment, staring at her as though she'd done something strange when she thanked him for the compliment, but a simple shrug was offered at the whole strange explanation between physical beauty versus what the mind learns, and how confusing it was to emotions. She supposed she could understand... maybe? Though that quickly fell away as she looked a little crestfallen with the news that her hope to be liked for herself could be unlikely.
"Oh..." Was there something the matter with her then? Is that what he meant? Or did it simply go back to the oddity that was people liking appearances? Or perhaps he was talking about the ever toxic situations where a person only pretended to like another because they sought something from them? That was something that Lorelei knew about, having witnessed enough of it for herself. "Hm, I think I have three then so far... but one is my auntie who is also our age, and the other is a family friend who I did help last summer and autumn. But I am happy to know that you think I am cool!" A bright smile was offered to Travis as she clasped her hands in her lap, "I think you are very kind and considerate. And also cool." Lorelei nodded lightly. Though it was only really a judgement from their meeting, she had a feeling that he was not pretending with her, which made her feel good. She nodded as he spoke of having support, people to back her up, and offered a small smile.
"Mine family are a great support. It is not quite the same as having friends, or peers, I do not think, but it is a support still. I am very grateful for them, and..." The girl trailed off a little, a troubled expression on her face for a brief moment, before she wrinkled her nose and then offered another small smile again, "I have caused worry for them over the past year, so am trying not to wrestle with feeling like a burden. I did just wish to only ever help. Now, I know I must learn to rely on others some... it is a new thing for me. And frightening." Even the topic itself made her feel nervous, as though she should be keeping a better eye out for something that could happen, but that was why she was spending time out in Narrie, wasn't it? To try and relax while still being near enough to Adele that she could feel a little better. She didn't like that Thomas was still a threat, but sure it would be over soon. A haunted look entered her gaze as she looked away for a brief moment... before her eyes then fell to her chest. At least they were apparently nice? But see a lot? Was there more to see even though they were still covered? "Is that a not good thing?" She queried, still studying them a moment before shrugging again, and then nodding at the revelation of her House sorting.
"Yes, Sturt. I am unsure why I was placed there... perhaps so that I would be close to Lauren?" Lorelei glanced off thoughtfully for a moment, lips pursed as she considered the notion, but then shook her head a little, "Regardless, it is where I was placed. At least I do like the colour blue." At least there was that positive point? She found herself interested in what Travis had to say about his art though. While she hadn't really explored the arts so much, aside from learning a couple of instruments, like most others in her family, she often wondered how it was that people discovered what creative activity was for them. Occasionally, she wondered if she lacked creativity, but was always told that wasn't true, considering how quickly she could form solutions regularly. Perhaps she hadn't found her niche. A smile tugged at her lips as he described a girl though, warm and bright while she looked off a little, trying to place a face to such a description... and then remembered that he'd mentioned she had inspired him, only moments earlier, causing her to blink, "I did make you think of such an image?" She asked, a little shyly, though even more interested in the image that he was drawing, "How?"