She listened to the conversation for a little longer with mild interest. It wasn’t like she cared what Inge thought of her. She was there and that was how it was going to be for some time, perhaps forever. As much as she hated to admit it to herself she knew when she was beaten and when she could make her move. At this point in time a move was not something she had. Her eyes did flick to Astrid when she had asked Inge to show her around. Could she really mean that? Was that part of something more devious or did she really want her to get to know the others?<br/><br/>She looked to Inge and sighed but stood. “Is there a place he normally goes at times he is upset?” She asked hoping to be able to find him quickly. She didn’t want to be around Inge for long periods of time. In the back of her mind she saw a fight looming and she was not in the mood for it.