From: formaldehyde	Date: September 30th, 2010 04:05 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"Rowan." Ben said in his usual lackadaisical way. Which was more than he gave most people. His expression was about as bland as his tone. She was actually sitting where he normally preferred to sit, but he wasn't about to tell her to move.

He liked Rowan. As much as he was capable of liking someone, anyway. Which was much less than most people if at all.

	From: cabotine	Date: October 1st, 2010 07:29 pm (UTC)		(Link)

She looked up at the sound of her name. "Ben! Hey! How's it going? Care to join me?" Rowan thought Ben was a sweet guy, kind of on the quiet side. Not that there was anything wrong with that, as she herself was on the quiet side normally as well.

"Happy to be back at school?"

	From: formaldehyde	Date: October 7th, 2010 11:17 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"Hi," Ben replied--not having expected actual conversation. Though he wasn't sure why. Rowan was always particularly chatty.

"I suppose so," He said glumly, not making it clear which of her questions he was answering. "How are you fairing?"

	From: cabotine	Date: October 12th, 2010 04:32 pm (UTC)		(Link)

Rowan was never really 'chatty' except with a rare few friends. Although, when it came to Ben, anyone could really be considered 'chatty'. She gave him a small smile.

"Fairing well, all things considered. I'm getting a jump on homework for the next couple of weeks. Summer was actually pretty good. How was yours?"

Polite conversation was never really Rowan's forte, and she supposed that other people might find him a bit odd, but she never felt strange talking to him. He was quiet, certainly, but so was she usually. And he was rather intelligent, a trait they shared, so she felt at least on somewhat common ground with him. This was also good practice in being more social, something that she wanted to become.

	From: formaldehyde	Date: October 13th, 2010 09:33 pm (UTC)		(Link)

"Thrilling," Ben slightly frowned, sort of regretting he'd asked her how she was. But it was the polite thing to do, and he wasn't completely socially inept. Or so he liked to think.

He took a seat across from her and cracked open a book he'd carried with him.

	From: cabotine	Date: October 27th, 2010 05:45 pm (UTC)		(Link)

He didn't exactly look happy, nor happy to be chatting with her. Given that he opened a book when he sat down, she decided not to push anything further.

"Well, I'll leave you to your reading then." She said it sort of resigned, like she had interrupted him and was sorry for that. No sense pushing where you weren't wanted.