Xaviers!

"Maybe... but I'm not gonna get my hopes up. Besides, how would I even go about finding them? Hey, I'm Shari, have you lost a kid who looked something like this? Just maybe with different hair. Other nose maybe? Not a hundred percent on the eyecolor either, but I'm pretty sure it's daughter. Like... 80%. Maybe 70. Besides, I'm doing just fine on my own."

"I don't know," Alex says. "Doesn't the University have a...thing? Something that finds people?"

"Does it? How's that even work? And there's more important people to find, I'm sure."

"That's not true," Alex says. "One person isn't more important than another."

"We're all in this together."

"Where you ever a cheerleader at any point?" Shari asks, though she can't help but smile a little.

Alex laughs. "No, that usually requires, like, popularity. Friends. That stuff."

"Pff, their loss. You got the right spirit. Though I'm probably not the kinda friend whose endorsement helps much with that crowd." she chuckles.

Alex laughs awkwardly, "Oh, I don't care about that stuff."

"I'm just glad to have a friend."

"Works for me!" she laughs and raises her fist, knuckles out towards Alex.

Alex awkwardly high-fives Shari's knuckle, palming her hand.

"...I'm really bad at that," Alex says.

"S'cool." she chuckles. "It can be like punching your fist but for two people." she says, giving Alex' hand a little shove before pulling her hand back.

"I probably shouldn't punch you," Alex jokes. "It might break you."

"Ooh, good call. I like my hand. So, wanna go check out what else they got around here?"

"Sure," Alex says. "I wouldn't mind."