Ysabel contemplates this over breakfast, playing with a fork at the table as she keeps her face neutral, and eventually eating the food brought to the table. A spy network is a spy network, after all. It's not like she's at home anymore and can afford to be choosy. She knows that she has no resources and no contacts available. It's not like she can be particularly choosy. And...she admits to herself that her profession isn't the most moral anyway.<br/><br/>She shrugs and says,<strong>"I'm in. I'm all for worthy deed and earning my keep and suchnot. "</strong>She says nothing about sins. She finishes up her breakfast and waits to hear the reactions of Archibald and Alexi. She wonders if there will be a bit of time to get to know the people at the table with her--she knows the way she and Alexi woke up is already straining how they're talking. She vaguely wants a do-over, and Archibald seems charming enough to try to get to know.<br/>