"Oh, hello." Verity breaks into a smile when Orym approaches, as if seeing him here is a pleasant surprise.

As if he didn't look at the schedule to find an excuse to spend a little more time with Orym. He has been wanting a new yoga class, so there is other reason for him to be here. That Orym teaches at this hour is... a bonus.

When they exchanged numbers for aerial practice, Verity kept wondering if Orym might call or text about anything else. Verity's roommate keeps insisting that asking for or giving a number is a clear invitation to talk, but it isn't necessarily. Is it? He's never been embarrassed by his lack of experience before this. He refuses to read anything too far into it. Orym's being kind, and he knows Verity is new in the area - he's said as much since they've been partnered up. He'd thought about texting before showing up, but--

"I didn't know I would be, either," he says, and that is mostly true. "I wasn't sure if there'd be room."

It's good to see you.

Verity offers a soft, almost shy smile.

"It's been a long day. I'm looking forward to this."