Vanessa had been half dozing and half thinking of the message she got from home when she felt the couch she was sitting on suddenly shake intensely. Vanessa's eyes widened slightly and her vision rocketed across the room as her more predatory instincts kicked into gear. When Vanessa registered that it was only Toony forgetting how much she weighed and flopping down upon the couch, Vanessa relaxed slightly. When Toony asked her what was going on Vanessa took off her glasses and removed a cleaning cloth from her suit. As Vanessa cleaned her glasses, she would explain what was on her mind. "Nothing is really wrong, I just don't really fit in with you guys. I'm really just waiting for the mission to begin since it'll give me a clear timeline to follow. I'm not really too used to having nothing but free time on my hands."

Back on Dämmerlicht Vanessa had always been busy with something. Her day had always been filled with various people to hear and speak to, meetings to be had, public appearances, morale raising, dispute settling, passage of judgement for crimes... There had always been something that needed doing. Now, with nothing but free time, Vanessa was truly lost as to what to do. It perplexed her that the things she dreamed of doing when she had a moment of free time were now boring to her when she had nothing but free time to do them. It was likely a case of the nature of being alive since you covet what you don't have.

When Toony explained that she was making minor things for The Bees, Vanessa gave a slight close-lipped smile with a minor huff of a laugh and said. "Yeah, they do that from time to time." Holding up her glasses to one of the many lights, Vanessa inspected her cleaning handiwork before nodding to herself and putting her glasses back on. Vanessa folded up the cleaning cloth and put it back into her suit for later use, since her glasses would never stay perpetually clean. Vanessa shifted her legs again, switching how she had them folded to a more comfortable state since their current position had begun to cut circulation.

A personal complaint of Vanessa's that she didn't really want to make a big deal about was how the rest of the crew dossiers were rather lacking in details. Many of them appeared to be half finished and lacking in several critical details. Vanessa didn't bring it up, though, since she knew that most people weren't too keen on writing about themselves. Even Vanessa had left several secrets out of her own, though it was still reasonably one of the longest in their systems.

Still, it was moderately annoying. But Vanessa didn't have any authority to say anything on the matter, though she was sure that Fiddlesticks would happily jump at the occasion to do anything she asked since he was obviously deeply infatuated with her. A moderate annoyance at how he had immediately begun flirting, but Vanessa supposed that he couldn't help it. Though it was rather interestingly a mayfly-December type of relationship since Vanessa's age was already more than pretty much the entire crew combined together, and yet she was as young as the rest of them.

Always a challenge, that. It was the primary reason why she didn't really have much in the way of interest in relationships: She'd outlive everyone. Nothing to really be done about that, especially since anything that wasn't a pureblood human couldn't become a vampire. The disease, as it was medically known to be, only affected pureblood humans in the way that lead to vampirism. Anything that wasn't pureblood human would suffer horrible mutations and, if a merciful party was around, death. It really wasn't pleasant, so Vanessa didn't bring it up with everyone.