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Dalisy frowned thinking. If Klara didn't know maybe Anora knew but she doubted it. She sighed, but when Anora walked up to them she smiled at her friend. The offer was tempting, she glanced over and saw Lara was part of the group Anora was collecting. She'd have to keep herself in check. This wasn't like normal times when if she got frustrated she could just start a fight. Could she handle being around Lara who was so much like her sister it hurt? 

It would be best to be with a group. Dalisy had made enough enemies over the years that someone might want to take her out while they had the chance. She wasn't the only one like that. There was no way in the hundreds of years that Anora and Klara had been at the Hotel that they too hadn't made enemies. [color=#ff7f00]"I haven't made many friends in my time here. I have made many enemies. It would be best for all of us to know those we surround ourselves in this time have no ill intent toward us. Therefore, I promise I shall be on my best behavior for the sake of the group."[/color] A part of her wondered if her sister's mother heard her promise and bound her to it. Was that possible? She wasn't Roman or even Greek. But she shared all her human self with her sister. It didn't matter though she did mean it. She would do her best not to antagonize the people she was trusting to have her back.