She gave him the cold shoulder as he rubbed at her back. Huffing at the words he gave to Coral. Not liking how<em>Coral</em>got to do things for him, but Anna wasn't<em>allowed</em>to. Even as they sat in the chair, Anna refused to look his way. Closing her eyes and turning her chin away from him, she was being ever more the childish one. She only gave a peek out one eye to see if Coral was gone. When she was out of sight, Anna spoke up.<br/><br/>"Who is<em>she?</em>" She said with an accusing tone of voice. Looking to James before looking to the door where Coral had gone out. "Why can't I ever work like she is? And why do you call each other those names?" She pouted. She felt partially left out. "Don't I get a name?" She asked, forgetting that not too long ago he had in fact asked her what she would have liked to be called.<br/><br/>Hearing what conversation had gone on between Coral and James left her unable to have wild thoughts. What in the world<em>was</em>her story?<em>Did she dare ask?</em>What could make a man who spoke of mutilating another man so uneasy? None of it added up as far as Anna was concerned.<br/><br/>On top of all this, Coral came back with sheets and gave Goose a wink. Anna's mood lightened then darkened again as soon as she was gone. She gave him a good glare.