"That's one word for it," sounds like I could think of a few others just off the top of my head. But, sure. Interesting.
Both her hands return to the glass she has in her possession. By the looks of it, she's not actually had much of its contents; the ice has started to melt into soft, round shapes—a process more or less accelerated by her tinkering with the cheery little sprig of rosemary garnishing the drink sending them swirling sluggishly around the perimeter of the class.
"I've been thinking that it might be nice to start a kind of social club for us new arrivals. It might help us all to"—trade notes away from surveilling neighbors under the pretense of something adjacent to respectable—"Acclimate."
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Both her hands return to the glass she has in her possession. By the looks of it, she's not actually had much of its contents; the ice has started to melt into soft, round shapes—a process more or less accelerated by her tinkering with the cheery little sprig of rosemary garnishing the drink sending them swirling sluggishly around the perimeter of the class.
"I've been thinking that it might be nice to start a kind of social club for us new arrivals. It might help us all to"—trade notes away from surveilling neighbors under the pretense of something adjacent to respectable—"Acclimate."