Salinas took a few steps back, being overwhelmed by the captain. Earlier Salinas did take the captains hand, but her hand shook with visible nervousness. She wanted this job so terribly, it might serve as her only chance off this hive world and back into the stars. However, she, for all her pretenses of fighting fear was somewhat awkward in these social situations. Her training at home prepared her to fight monsters, but social situations seemed to not be be her strongest suite. Or at least ones among the Imperium. She had been burned by her lack of knowledge before, who do you bow to? What exactly should I do in this situation. The young off worlder found it best to just silently listen and let those she considered her superiors take the conversation where they wished it to go. After all that was generally how a hierarchy worked on Nazca. You listen to the priests, the shamans, the chiefs, and whomever sat above you.<br/><br/>The entrance of the other woman, brought a raised eyebrow from Salinas. Another firescalped woman, one who seemed below Anastasia in the chain of command here. She supposed anyway that they were below the ornately dressed Lord Captain, which did confuse the Nazcan girl. Red was always the color of leadership and power, she supposed purple must be the important color here. After allowing a lot of talking to go on around her, Salinas stepped forward having heard that basically the job was hers. Every muscle in her body instantly releasing and her tenseness calming down. "Lord Captain?" She asked, her voice still somewhat shaky from her endless nervousness "Does that mean I'm to serve as the Agriculture Manager here?" She asked politely trying to confirm what she had heard, as she honestly didn't believe it. She had grown accustomed to being turned down for jobs here.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>