Remi had stopped immediately upon hearing Avabelle's voice. She looked up at her, eager to please, only to quickly lower her head and stare at the ground once the purple-haired woman articulated her commands. "Yes, Miss Poppyrow, of course." she quickly said, as politely and subordinate as she could. After the initial way things went down, Reme quickly figured just complying would be the easiest route. Maybe her new owner was just incredibly quick to anger, but not so bad once you pleased her. That was what the blonde hoped, anyways.<br/><br/>As they walked down the corridor, Remi noticed that Vienna was behaving a little weird. She assumed that was thanks to the creepy mannquins behind them. Quite frankly, the blonde was more impressed with them, than anything. The awfully lifeless yet precise way they moved... It was quite fascinating. At Avabelle's order of locking Remi up, the young girl flinched for half a second, but let Vienna do as she wanted. Remi reminded herself once more that she'd only have to comply, it would make things easier. Those two guards would get her tied up easier. And, afterall, while it wasn't exactly pleasurable, the situation wasn't exactly terrible. Vienna's words, however, unsettled her. "Move too much? From what?" she thought, but kept her mouth shut.