[The longer Sharak stares, the redder her face becomes and she shrinks down some in embarrassment.] A-ah, wait, you didn't have to actually-- [She begins to protest but no there it goes...

She meets the next little assignment with a wary look, straightening up a little herself. Someone who bosses her around? The only one she knows that actively does that is Schuldig, and she's not sure she could get anywhere near the arrogance he often displays.]

I... suppose I could do that. I could try. [Sculdig, Schuldig...Think like Schuldig...] What am I supposed to be pretending?