[It's something to be filed away for later. She's always had a fondness for birds and the symbology behind them. But that's something else, something for not right now. Now is for figuring this out, whatever it is.

She doesn't flinch as he eyes her. Whatever he might be here for, whatever skills or powers or weapons he might have, he can't really hurt her. And doesn't he deserve a look at the person the Admiral's paired him with? There's nothing he can say or think that she hasn't already. She knows she looks young. She is young. If her math is right, her body is barely 18, covered in scars from neck to toes, and the oversized sweaters and leggings that make up the vast majority of her wardrobe don't do her any favors. She doesn't look professional or adult. That's why the words are important, too. Because appearances aren't everything. Her words are honest; she's got nothing to hide.]

I'm still new to this. You're my first time being a warden. If you want someone else instead, I can ask the Admiral. Tell him you want someone who's been doing this longer.

[No word on whether he would, but she wants to make the offer, if she can.]