Malak has had enough water that her thoughts are flowing more clearly, and has some leads on making it back to her room, which means it's now time to try to find associates. "Friends" is the sort of thing she's pretty sure you're not supposed to have until after school (Especially if those "friends" are boys, Mother was very clear about that). That guy over there looks associable and if he's one of the poor American mundanes who'll be dead in the first week she'll at least be able to exit the conversation quickly.

"Hi, I'm Malak but if you don't have very many languages" (meaning, if you're a doomed American mundane) "you should pronounce it 'ma-lick' instead so you don't get the vowels wrong and attract the attention of an ancient demon. I'm from Istanbul but not part of either enclave."

"São Paulo but also not in the enclave. I'm Caio. Is the ancient demon thing a real problem?"

"It's not definitely not a problem enough that I want a bunch of Americans running around trying to get the attention of 'Moloch'. Probably fine here even so but it pays to be cautious with something that's going to come up fifty times a day."

"Malak. Have I got that right?"

"Yeah, that's fine. It's mostly Americans who get it wrong and it looks like we have some extra-clueless Americans this year. I do concealment and am probably going creative writing, how about you?"

"I'm going alchemy track, I'm not sure what my exact affinity is but I seem better at alchemy than anything else so it's probably in there."

He doesn't know? Poor guy.  She smiles at him in a way that she hopes is reassuring. "You'll figure it out, inshallah. My sister's in alchemy, maybe I can get you some tips on what reagents the school thinks should be rare lately or something like that."

"I would appreciate that!"

Well there's some goodwill cheaply bought. Probably not particularly valuable goodwill, but maybe he'll survive and wind up with an affinity for immortality elixirs or something like that.

...Also God teaches us to be kind to others and while Mother has made it abundantly clear that that does not extend so far as to endanger yourself at school this seems pretty safe and she wants to make it out of here at least slightly a good person.

"Well, I'll find you here tomorrow if I've got anything good. And do let me know if you get a big book of Portuguese invisibility spells or something like that, I'd pay a ton to copy some of those. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'm sure we both want to go make some more impressions while everyone's milling about here."

And with that she wanders off in search of more associates.