Zenith offers a professional smile. “Hello. Do you have laundry and or cleaning to be done?” Because her uncle had said that her full name is too complex, her name tag reads ‘Jen’, a childhood nickname.

Carra makes a small noise of irritation, then her face brightens. She frowns in concentration, and then she takes off her socks. She runs at the wall and her hands and feet stick, held by suction-like cups. She straightens and runs to Lynn, hanging upside down. She throws a dagger, carefully hitting a tiny wing of his shoes and pinning it to a nearby wall.