As the broken and beaten student - she had not given her name to Jodi, and Jodi had been too frightened to ask anything - led the blonde behind the glass house, Jodi caught sight of Cecilia, and her heart jumped into her throat, particularly as she saw Effie kneeling, and, as she came closer, the handprint on Astrid's face. Oh, this was not good!<br/><br/>Jodi felt a prickle of pure terror crawl down her spine. The sound of her heels clicking on the ground seemed awfully loud; she moved toward Cecilia, and it took every bit of her stage skills to hide her true fear behind a bland mask of tranquility.