[B]Anna Brunhild[/B]
Meanwhile, as Maria was basking in the awkwardness of the whole 'thief-nun' situation and making some complex thoughts about what to do, Anna was busy relaxing in her seat, eyes closed, and completely ignoring the events going on around her. Bliss, it definitely was. At least for the thief - the nun was practically squirming in her seat.

Anna cracked open an eye and gave Maria a look that practically screamed 'what the actual hell are you thinking?' without needing any verbal indication. This nun just asked her a really stupid question and disrupted her relaxation, so it was to be expected. She didn't get what was so complicated about it. She was a thief. She stole things, simple enough. End of story. She didn't need any of that medieval romanticism coming in and giving the world all these false ideas about thieves running around in tights and promoting equal wealth distribution, or happy urchins living in the streets, chimney sweeping during a cheesy musical number. That kind of stuff doesn't happen in real life.

"No, it's all for bragging rights and keeping myself up with the 1%," Anna answered bluntly after shutting her eyes and giving a rather extended exhale. "I have a penthouse apartment, full of treasures. You know the Mona Lisa in the Louvre? It's fake, I have the real one hanging in my living room. Great conversation starter," she added with a cheeky grin, sounding much more pleased with herself and a acting lot less belligerent. If anything could be said, she had just gotten quite a bit more talkative, "Once we get out of here I could show you all the stuff I've collected over the years."

With that said, she went back to ignoring basically everything else.

[B]Astolfo Garneau[/B]
It was as if Astolfo's face had lagged out, because after the arrival and departure of the black and white bear, as well as the pink-haired young man's video game collection, he still had a stiff looking smile on for several moments after. Then, in the span of 0.5 seconds, his :D turned into a D: and his face hit the table. A rather audible groan and the image of the SHSL Gamer squirming uncomfortably in his seat could be heard and seen, respectively, for a bout a minute straight. Maybe even more. "HNNNNNNNNGGGGG...." he went before abruptly stopping. 

Astolfo shot up straight, smile now replastered on his face. Though, he was distinctly more twitchy than before. "I'm fine~!" he chirped, hands intertwined in front of him as he shook slightly in his seat. Seemed that the optimistic young man had pulled through... Sort of. Not really. "Yes. So. Hello." he re-greeted Octavia, "As we were saying?"