The fact that Anastasia could sense her nervousness was both impressive, and a small bit unsettling, damn she is like the river snake. Salina's took a deep breath, inhale, exhale. "A bit, these hiveworlds don't...." she paused looking for the correct word. All while looking the captains face over. Her teeth were so bright, she wondered what sort of cleaning did she do? More over the fact that Salina's had been pre-approved for this job, plus the subtle offer for different work. What did that mean? Did Anastasia need a direct assistant? Well with Veche she definitely didn't need a second guard. Heck maybe she just wanted to hear stories told by some borderline savage from a mostly tropical world? Ana's voice did seem a bit soothing though, and with only a brief pause Salina's gathered her thoughts. "Flow? Work?" She said, her accent running slightly thick towards the end of that sentence. "The ways of the folks off Nazca take getting used to." She nodded and then smiled as her voice returned mostly to a warm calm. "Well Lord Captain, whatever jobs you want done I can probably do. Hell, for this pay I'll personally bring your dinner." She said with a nod. Salinas then continued "Of course I'd love some dinner, I could use some decent food."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>