Hazil
Hazil tried her best to keep a scowl off her face as she heard Devon making comments about her to Cheshire. She didn't want him to ruin her mood, or her day. The doll ignored him, instead paying attention to the slightly panicking boy in front of her. "Oh, no, no!" She yelped. "No, you can sit, I was asking about this other chair near yours. Sorry!" Hazil tried to give him a soothing smile.
The doll glanced around at the other boys. One of them sent her a smile, and Hazil happily returned it, giving him a friendly smile and a wave. Despite her mood being a little down, she refused to let that affect the way she treated other people. One of the other boys seemed to mind Devon's attitude, though, standing up and challenging him directly. Hazil winced a little, but kept her head down.
Cheshire
Cheshire was pleased that Devon found her so fascinating. "Yes, the mirror world's pretty cool! I can go there, that's how I travel. I enter and exit it through reflective surfaces, which is how I travel." She bit her lip, thinking about what would happen if she took someone with her. "Well, I don't know if I can take people through it. I've never tried- I'm a mirror daemon, so I was born there, but I don't know if other people can handle the energy. Well, we can try, if you want!"
Hearing what Devon was saying about Hazil, Cheshire tilted her head. "Really?" She didn't want to form conclusions simply based on what one person said- Hazil seemed nice, but of course, Cheshire couldn't be sure of that either. "Well, she seems alright to me. Maybe she doesn't like playing tag?" Cheshire shrugged, her lily bobbing playfully. "She's not bothering us, so we can ignore her!"
When one of the other boys called her lily a bit scary, Cheshire didn't seem to be offended at all, simply giving him a playful smile. "Is it now? Oh, that's not good, a daemon has to be scary..." She turned back to Devon. "I live at a haunted house, did you know that? I'm the main attraction for a lot of tourists. I scare humans, and they like it, apparently. Humans are weird."
Sonatine
Sonatine watched the hat-wearer, Lukas and Castor idly. The tension had risen. The former was clearly shy, or at least clearly not so comfortable with interaction. Lukas didn't seem to have conceptions of that, but Sonatine didn't really mind. It hadn't affected her- the sitting-on-her-head thing from earlier wasn't bothersome, really.
"How... odd," Sonatine mused to herself, the markings on her forehead giving off an eerie glow in the slightly darkened area she sat in. The hat-wearer looked quite interesting- their behavior, their aura... Fascinating. She wanted to know more about them.