<div align="center"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 10pt;">The door leading out of the nursery slid open just as Gary’s voice sounded behind her, feet pausing while her head turned back to level somber eyes onto the man moving towards her. By nature she was an introvert who preferred her privacy and this job had allowed her that. Till now. Sure, she had known from the moment she signed on that the chances of being thrust into a group was possible, and the very few times she had had to work with others had been blessedly short so that it hadn’t been too uncomfortable for her beyond the having to get to know everyone and interact. However, this was the first time she had ever been thrown into a group where it took less than an hour to form a dislike to one person. It did not bode well for the crucible and work ethics aside, she wasn’t sure that she was the skimmer they needed.<br/><br/>Her sigh was nearly inaudible though the further tensing of muscles throughout her tiny frame was hard to miss, a small nod finally given before she moved out into the hallway. “I do not need to eat. My, vhat is vord… hunger?, is gone. But if you vish for food to get for you, I am good.” She didn’t know him at all, had no clue what he was like, but even she could tell something wasn’t right with him. All she could do was hope that she didn’t muddle things up more for him.</span></span></div>