There aren't so many freshmen girls with swords around, but even so there's enough people in the cafeteria it takes a while for Connie to spot the one she's looking for.
"Hello, um, are you Huang Yushi?" Her Mandarin is accented and a bit stilted but understandable.
"I'm sorry for your loss," Huiwen says quietly, sounding sincere; Connie blinks, then winces. "Yes, I'm sorry to hear that."
Liying has been taking point, poking at suspicious stains but mostly listening to the conversation, and adds, "Did he teach you how to use that sword?"
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