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She bows, almost like a doll, despite the warm welcome. Her demeanor seams to change on a dime. The fear is lost from her eyes and she seems to just... accept everything. Like she's become something of an automaton despite being flesh and blood."It's quite alright, ma'am. If I may ask, what is your name?" Jack asked in a soft, but stern tone.
"Beat. Short for Beatelle."