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[B]Gratia Mindaro - Infirmary[/B]

Given the economic background she stemmed from, Gratia Mindaro had never partaken in a cruise trip. They were typically the domain of the middle class hordes that sought to waste their disposable incomes in some manner, or the wealthy social elites seeking to fraternise with their peers for greater influence and power. As she was a member of neither aggregation of simpering fools, the concept was of utterly no interest to her.

She simply could not care less for the ambitions of her inferiors.

The Mistralese girl's onyx eyes met Bianca's, her gaze impassive even in the face of her compatriot's begging expression. It was no surprise that the owl Faunus would so eagerly leap at the opportunity to participate in the cruise. After her ordeal in captivity, such an event would represent a form of entertainment, and a method of adjusting to a life of normalcy once more. A luxury trip on the ocean lined up well with the aristocrat's interests.

A silence fell over them. Gratia refused to look away from the other girl, the flat intensity of her dark orbs staring down Bianca with little reaction. The tickets were free gifts, but there was little else that truly appealed to her. However, the fact was that the Faunus was excited for the trip; whether or not her compatriot could avoid another troublesome situation was unknown.

"[color=66cd00]Fine, somebody needs to keep an eye on you until you get your shit together,[/color]" said the teenaged Huntress, tone still as flat and unchanging as one would expect. "[color=66cd00]All the better that it's free, because I refuse to waste any money on serving as a goddamned babysitter.[/color]"

It would be a disgusting failure if their mission objective had been lost due to a lack of supervision.