Sasha noticed as yet another companion made their way down. Her eyes fixated on the wizard briefly as she seemed a bit oblivious to the fact he had even dared to look upon her curves for a brief moment. She wasn't exactly the type to pick up on being looked upon by others unless they made it pretty obvious that they were doing so. Her clothing (or lack there of) was in her mind normal wear for such a casual setting. She grew up in a culture where clothing did tend to exist in minimum as a way to conceal the personal areas while not at all caring if any parts were being flaunted off in the process. She kept her arms crossed hearing Aramil's words and showing a sign of distaste for it in her eyes that seemed contradictory to her wandering thoughts in her mind. She kept rather quiet at this point deciding not to speak a word at such talk. The woman shifted a bit back as she managed to show her body off a bit more as her hand rested on the counter top finding herself in a bit more comfortable and relaxed position. It made little sense for her to keep a very serious demeanor about her right now after all.<br/><br/>As he spoke on regarding being productive her body shifted a bit to the side. She knew full well they needed a steady flow of income to keep in business. Despite getting jobs to do as mercenaries, there were times when work was little and pay low. It wasn't exactly a consistent source of money they needed to own a building such as what they have now. She was a bit surprised as he brought up the aspect of cleaning first. She blinked a bit lost by it. While she wasn't exactly fond of a dirty place, it wasn't exactly something she thought hired help would be best to start with.<strong>"Cleaning? Seems like a waste to me until we get extra profit to afford something like that."</strong>She spoke out rather bluntly as she leaned back against the counter.<strong>"Besides mercenary work you mean? I take it you have some idea for that in mind as well to get us money?"</strong>She spoke out with a rather firm tone before her. She had pretty much grew up learning how to speak tough and give a very strong tone behind her words, despite the feminine nature of her voice being a natural hindrance to it. She looked over towards her fellow members as she gave them each a brief gaze as if questioning their own opinions on the matter before returning to Aramil.