It wasn't as if Alina hadn't seen some of the negative bits of the worlds. She had never been raised in privilege. Being ignorant of the hard times in the world was a luxury. But it was still a bit shocking to find out when one's boss was dead. Outright dead. Hit by a carriage of all things. While Alina O'Malley was far from delicate, it was quite the news to handle. A few days back and it was still on her mind every now and then. Nagging at her.

At this moment, she had a distant look to her as she thought of this. One might even say there was even a bit of a haunted feel to her eyes. Stirring her soup that she had been sipping at every so often, she set the spoon down while forgetting that there was still soup having yet to be sipped. Hearing a yelp, she turned to see that some had splashed on the person sitting next to her. "Sorry." She mumbled.