<div style="text-align: justify;">Magdalene blinked several times when Liane introduced herself. After a moment, she seemed to awake and held out her hand. As the woman got a lot closer than she expected, the girl gasped in surprise. She really didn't expect all that closeness. That put her just a little bit at ease, though. That probably meant there wasn't... anything... going on between the woman and Anthony, right? <br/><br/>Magdalene shook her head. Why did she care at all? It wasn't like <span style="font-style: italic">she</span> would want him. Shifting her attention to the others, the girl smiled back at Gerome. He looked like a nice person. It was clear the girl had relaxed a little. She felt like she needed someone to trust, and Gerome looked like a figure she could count on. She was still unsure about Anthony, but that didn't matter. He was simply the boss, the girl reminded herself.<br/><br/>When Liane spoke again, Magdalene seemed slightly intimidated. Her gaze looked for Anthony's for a moment, as though she was looking for reassurance. She lowered her gaze shortly after and sighed. It felt a little like too much information at once, and Magdalene only wanted to be alone for a while, but she decided to endure it. And then she would at least have the night for herself.<br/><br/>Looking at Liane, the girl finally dared to speak to the woman. <span style="color: #8000FF">"I-I... I'm in your hands, I guess"</span>, she murmured, almost shyly. She really hoped that the woman would be nicer than she looked on the outside. Magdalene had never really been self conscious, but now she was second guessing herself, and hoped she wasn't too bad and that Liane didn't hate her figure, her hair, her eyes... pretty much everything, and shove her in a bus back home.</div>