[Kahlan]
Cutty could see another small snake sociably slithering over to him. Yes, it was only a matter of time before the witches came flocking to him was the thought that occurred to him. He avoided eye-contact so that she wouldn't think he was watching, and in the time it took her to approach he'd taken out a minty sweet he'd smuggled onto the boat ride and tossed it into his mouth. Then she took a seat and it was safe to acknowledge her.

"Hi, Kahlan. I'm Cutty Mordaunt." What did people usually follow that with? Oh yeah! "Nice to meet you."

Cutty paused for a moment before going on. For bluntness or delicacy he simply obeyed his curiousity. "Are you new to the school or what? I didn't see you at the wrinkly hat."

[Sophie]
Cutty could see that from the looks she was exchanging with the boy who must have been her brother, Sophie couldn't believe him. For reasons he seriously misinterpreted. "Aww, it's alright, Loov. I forgive you." Cutty's tone was very straight, as though he were being serious.

He sat up very erectly when she mentioned his name. "It's an English name, So-pheeet in yer pipe and smoke eet!" He said, exaggerating the pronunciation of her name and tagging a line to the end of it in effort to try to make it sound as if it were as funny as his own.

[Kat]
Cutty perked up at hearing about the other Mordaunt student. But, he couldn't recall any of his dad's relatives living near...Oh, Merlin! Had his dad been...! Ack!

Just as Cutty wished for a vat of acid with which to wash his thoughts of his dad his stomach gave a loud rumble. Not one to waste an opportunity, Cutty threw an arm around his middle, did his best to look fatigued and leaned towards Prefect Katrina pathetically.

[noodles]

"Canada because that's where my dad is from. He went to school there and he said if he got me in the divorce I could go to his old school. But my mam got me and she lives here." He spoke it all quite matter of factly, as if it didn't bother him. Or maybe he was putting on a brave front.

Cutty gave a quick, subtle nod in reply to Józsua's question. "Yeah. Pretty sure." Cutty took a look around just in case it had been his wand or perhaps a tiny bit of smuggled sweet, but he didn't see anything. "Quite sure."

"Cutty Mordaunt. What's yours?" He asked expecting to hear something very exotic from the Riviera man.