Mathias turned away from the books. He wanted to tell the two how first names made everything far too personal. That was not the business he wished to travel down. He could die at any moment. If he didn't perform his duties diligently, either of the two girls could end up dead in nothing but a mere moment. Unless it proved impossible, he would still refer to either of the two with their formal titles. In his case however, Matt was fine. It was so strange hearing someone say his name, shortened name that is, outside of his immediate family. There was no talking in his line of work. 

As quickly as she had begun, Lainy departed as he stood alone with his charge. "I don't suppose this 'party' would be secure by any means, correct?" he asked. Obviously it wouldn't be secure. He'd have to case the area while keeping an eye on the employer's daughter. What a drag. "Ms. Ackerman is correct, however. Given your age group, early twenties, college scene. Short skirts and dresses do go a long way. Regardless, the decision is yours, Ms. Anderson."

He looked back at the volumes of books as he heard Ryleigh's comments. He shook his head. He wished he could read them, but that certainly wasn't within his immediate duties. If something were to happen due to his desire to read, the Society would be disgraced as would his reputation. Assassin fails in protecting due to reading. It was a comical notion. He'd make it a point to note all the particularities in Ryleigh's room. The girl must have a habit when putting things away. The slightest deviation would tell him that a stranger had recently come in. 

Mathias walked as he stood directly behind her looking at the schedule Ryleigh so furiously filled in. OCD he mused quietly to himself. Not that he was any better though. "Other than the party, which I'm sure your friend will force you to go," he said. "What is to be done within the intermediary period?"