<strong>Katrina d'Errinieu</strong><br/><br/>Kat pulled at the limp form of Justine, helping her towards the stairs, and snarled under her breath. This was no work for a lady, and her arm hurt, and it was dusty and nasty and dark down here...<em>sigh</em>.<br/><br/>"Come down here and help me with this, girl," her voice contained her annoyed frustration as best she could, but there was a snap to it none the less. She hardly wanted others helping just now; Maddie could be trusted, but she wanted a chance to repair her game face before anyone else got involved. That the poor girl was frightened and upset didn't bother Kat at all - the girl's job was to serve, after all, and she should be properly grateful for the opportunity!<br/><br/>Getting Justine up the stairs, she paused and collected herself. Certainly Justine needed medical attention, and most likely her rest... time to fetch someone to help.