"Ah, so you're a body-guard slash secretary sort of deal," she rubbed her chin and imagined that; this 5"3 (?) man was a bodyguard to a supposed and possibly powerful boss with his sister who could be his height and also attended to the boss' wishes.. That image of Lorencio being a a ninja, an assassin, or even a killer didn't fit right with his, well, body structure or personality. She felt the natural blush on her nose and cheeks turning a bit pinker, embarrassed of having to think of Lorencio is some a silly fashion but, unfortunately, it was obvious that her nose was turning pinker. "That's a interesting career to take on in the middle of a desert," she glanced away to the other side even though they couldn't make eye contact but she felt bad for thinking of someone she met a while ago in a ridiculous fashion but Renia does it to her all the time. 'If I'm becoming like Renia, I'll end up killed,' she felt her conscious plating its face into the palm of its hand, knowing that a human who acted like Renia wouldn't survive in a strict society like this.