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There was a certain reputation that Fahn had gotten about the candidates who had ever had chore duty with her: Stay out of the way. While some had found it a great way to get out of working hard, there were others who would claim to be tired just from watching her - and that day was no different.

Laundry duty wasn't particularly the worst chore to be given as a candidate - collecting, sorting, actually washing and then actually putting things up to dry was a fairly straightforward task.Fortunately, most collecting had been done by the morning's group who had gone off to another task after a mid-day lesson, leaving Fahn and whoever was fated to join her beginning with sorting. Except that she hadn't been able to hold still and sorting?

Well, she was already halfway through it.

"Hello! Hello. Hi!" Each person who wandered through, even if they shouldn't have been noticed from where Fahn was standing, was given their own greeting - and Gru was no acception. He'd entered more quietly than anybody usually did, but silence usually meant mischief for her life experiences. A quiet little sister was one getting into loads of trouble elsewhere, after all. Her attention was more pointedly drawn, however, when the older-young-man drew close enough to start going through what she'd already sorted. "I alrea-...dy...oh." she trailed off as the red sock was tossed to another pile, though one perpetually bouncing leg seemed to increase in its restless movement. How'd she miss that one so obvious? How'd he-

Fahn immediately tossed herself so she leaned on a sorted basket of laundry, the pile swaying under her weight and the way she rocked back and forth on her feet ever so slightly to look at him. "I didn't even see that! How'd you- Oof!" the pile of laundry shifted under her arms as she rocked forward, throwing her onto it and her off balance for a moment before she perked right back up, smile never faltering. "How'd you know that was there?" Then, almost immediately after she added; "I'm Fahn, by the way! You're...." she squinted, scrunching up her nose as if in deep thought. Oh, she knew this. "G......." she trailed off as if trying to remember more than that. Oh, she'd been working really hard on actually remembering the other candidate's names....

Shards.

"That's it! Nice to meet you, Gru!" Fahn's was all smiles that were big enough to show her teeth, still half bouncing on one leg. It was almost as though holding one spot still would just divert all of the energy in her body to some other place where it would leak like water from a bucket. He didn't seem particularly interested in chatting, but that didn't keep her from seeming entirely attentive to his silence. Some people were at least a bit more interesting in their actions than words.

Too bad laundry was generally a boring chore, and if Gru was one of those sorts, this wasn't going to be a grand display of such a thing. He just seemed a little tense and that was all. Some folks were simply that way.

So she seemed at least somewhat inclined to get on her own sorting, pushing herself up off of her pile of laundry and making sure she didn't topple it over. Her question about the sock hadn't been answered, but she apparently didn't care anymore. Instead, she began to sort her own pile of laundry - though perhaps with less thoroughness than Gru was. Which was likely how the first error had happened in the first place.