At Camelia and Tenne's insistence, Bianca walked backwards a few paces, hands raised as if surrendering. She'd already done her part anyway. "Relax, relax. It's all just for fun, right Blanc? Not like I mean any harm!" She let out a small laugh, lowering her hands and crossing them in front of her. "Apparently it's what I get off of, one of the few pleasures I have in life, because also apparently, the closest thing I've had to a good lay is a book." Man, would someone give that nail some medicine because it was just hit right on the head. Not that she'd tell them that though. What was the point anyway? Didn't matter.
"Nice to know that you're rich sweetheart," she said to the shorty of the group, her grin now shark-like and eyes very slightly narrowed. There were no mirrors around, but Bianca would assume that she looked like any other untrustworthy merc or merchant. Wasn't really too much of a stretch, really. "That way when I'm in need of some cash, I'll know who too mooch off of. Or steal from, either or... Hey, how much do you think your parents would be willing to pay for you?" Seeing the look on the others' faces, Bianca burst out laughing again, slapping her knee in the hysteria. "You guys have no sense of humor, I swear! Do you think that I'd really hold someone for ransom?" Well actually she'd done it before, that time when one Xevory Awin refused to pay her. Wasn't like she was holding a child or granny hostage, he was a spoiled son in the family of a mafia, and he fought back! Not well enough, but well enough to erase the guilt you'd think would come with holding someone for ransom like that. "Least you aren't one of those Atlesian shits though. Goddamn are they uptight. Rules, bleh, so quick to judge too. At least the ones I've met." Which were law enforcers, victims, and super high-up bodyguards. Wait, wasn't that one kid, Rilly, Rianne, whatever from Atlas? Or was she from Mistral? Whatever happened to her? Now she, she was someone that Bianca felt bad for, maybe because it was the only time she was around to see the consequences, opposed to the other times, whne she could just live in denial. Poor girl didn't really deserve it, did she? She couldn't imagine being in the girl's shoes when it happened. Crying and screaming random names that probably had meaning to her... Xavier, Gemma, Irene, Lilian, Quentin, Emmeline, Cara, Sable, Camille, Skye, Andy...
Realizing that she'd been silent, contemplating Rilly/anne for far too long, Bianca looked up again with her signature grin, trying, and for the most part succeeding, at putting everything out of her mind. "Now where are we going next, beloved brethren? And yes, WE!"