Zoia didn't find it hard to notice the people looking at her. The slight glances in her direction, she was quite the sight. An almost unheard of alien race that had only been around and opened to the public for less than a month or two? She expected it. If someone sees something new that stands out, their eye is drawn to it. What she wasn't expecting were for people to show discomfort around her. It aggravated her a little bit. "How do you think your smooth, flat faces make me feel?" She said aloud in Vekimen, looking around. Everyone seemed busy, and no one seemed interested in talking to her so she figured she would go do something better suited to her time.
Turning on her toes, she started walking towards her Dorm to take a bath. It was one of the few luxuries this school provided that she could properly enjoy. Nice, hot water? What Vekimen could ask for more! It was better than her heating lamp given it covered her whole body, and better yet she could float in it to really relax. Given so far she was alone in the dorm, she didn't think she would be bothered. She did, however, take a swig of the Nanobot fluid to make her hospitable. The last thing she wanted to do was interact with someone to tell them the water might start to rot their flesh. That would just be awkward. It should wear off enough for her to eat later regardless.
Walking through her Dorm, she quietly entered the dorm baths and stripped off the ill-fitting uniform. She didn't get it at all. What was the point? Why could she not make a new sigil for the school and engrave it into her horn? What was the point of making her wear some stupid outfit? She haphazardly tossed the garments to the side, stretching out now that she was finally free of such silly things. Getting the bath ready was a short process as well, the room steaming up quite a bit. After a minute or two, she crawled up to the edge and slipped into the water almost soundlessly. She allowed herself to "Slither" through the water for a few moments, only coming up for air when she had too.
She felt much better now. Inside, in the relative dark, away from all those prying, judging minds. She was here on school related duties, so she didn't have to enjoy the people, and so far she didn't. They made it clear she was uncomfortable to be around. She was fine with that... She didn't need any friends, or anyone to talk too. Sleeping alone would take some getting used to though. Without the Adolescent Dens, she would need her heat lamp to stay warm.