Portentia sat on a corner of the roof. She didn't have a pilot and hadn't tapped anyone of interest, but liked to observe the way pairs in her class worked together. It was boring and frustrating and infuriating all in one, but informative in a way. It wasn't her fault that none of the, for lack of a better word, obedient, humans had piqued her interest. She'd been told that unless she felt a kinship, not to say she did, or make herself believe she did. Well excuse her for not settling. Then again she had always been a little different, she didn't breathe fire, the hottest she could get was steam; she was relatively rebelious for her species. She loved to fly, but she loved to swim more, and in this society, that was definately against the norm. She huffed. "Well Portentia, I take it you can tell me the mistake the two made in the last demonstration?" Oops. She hadn't even realized it had ended, she'd been lost in her own hopeless thoughts and hadn't been paying attention. "Um... the individuals didn't have proper coordination." She said with more conviction than she felt.