"Hello! I'm Nia, Notting Hill."
"Lovely to meet you! Such an unusual name, I cannot remember that I have ever heard it before."
"It's Gaelic, it means 'the Grey.' I'm Irish on my mother's mother's side. You?"
"I see."
Her gaze flicks to Nia's wrist. "So you got in with the UK independents clause?"
"Mandarin, Latin, Gaelic and Greek. I'm planning to take one or two classes in Mandarin for the language credit."
"There's the rest of the enclave, obviously, but they're busy people. I could use more."
"Well, obviously I can't be wasting study time on a maintenance shift, and since the plan is to work outwards from Latin through the other Romance languages I could use fluent speakers of Spanish, French and Italian for tutoring. I need to do this honestly - no turning in homework that's not mine - but there's a lot of leeway between that and nothing."
"I don't pretend the system is fair, but I do right by my allies. I don't intend to leave anyone who helps me behind at Graduation."
"Oh, maybe! I do not speak French or any Italian yet. French has been recommended to me, though."
"I'd be willing to work together with you on it; I'm not going to hold your background against you. Not everybody has the tutoring to know five languages at fourteen."