<div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">And there was the explanation of why she suddenly found herself in a van full of strangers heading to a region of Germany that she had only used as a vacation spot before. At least she had some idea now, that made things a little better. Not that she could ever give that as a reason for breaking her contract, but that would sort itself out as it always did. <br/><br/>Listening to everyone list of all of their skills gave her no more insight into these people other than how best they could be placed in battle - important information to have to be sure, but it did little to tell her about the people the Norns had decided to throw her with. <br/><br/>The sound of her name had her head turning slightly to glance back at Ken, a simple nod and slight shrug given at the decline to stay in the rooms she had offered. She wouldn’t force him to change his mind - it was his choice after all but it left her feeling as if her offer had been inappropriate. Shifting on the seat, she let her eyes return back to the window, slender fingers tapping against one toned thigh slowly. To say it was becoming an uncomfortable ride was an understatement and she was surprised when Ken spoke up again, explaining what he did for a living and found relaxing.<br/><br/>When everyone else began to fill in blanks about who they were and what they liked to do, the muscles began to relax, silent as she listened to the group. There wasn’t a lot about herself that she’d disclose - nothing truly personal at least. She worked hard to keep her personal life to herself so that she didn’t have trouble later on down the road. Still, she’d supply her own bit.<br/><br/>“I relax by riding motorcycles. When I have time, I take out my bike to find an empty stretch of road and just open it up. It clears my head, allows me to think and get away from everything, plan out what I want to do in upcoming shows.”</span></div>