She nods at the young man introducing himself. 'Miss Leena Brown.' She points her camera at the boy, examining him through her lense scope, and snaps a quick picture of him then the other two. 'Well, I suppose if you three were matched to my level, you must have superior skills equal to my own. Most likely not in the same area, but nonetheless it is pleasant to meet students of intelectual value who do not make snide remarks about my research.' Leena was going off on her own mental tangent. And with Oak nearby to boost her own ego, who knew what she was thinking right now?