Cara scowled, as she wandered after Selwin. She didn't really pay attention to her, finding her explanations and statements and such to be droll and drab and rather uninteresting. In one ear, out the other.
Now, Cara thought Ewan was worth paying attention to, looking over to him as he spoke. She rose an eyebrow, for a brief moment, before giving him a nod and moving on. She figured that, if she were to be...imprisoned...she would, at the very least, make friends with the person she was imprisoned with.
But, sooner or later, they'd be free.
Cara trudged through the estate in a rather annoyed manner. Contempt was the perfect word to describe her attitude towards the building. However, that changed when Selwin showed the garden to Cara.
Even if the garden was quite frigid and half-dead, it was better than the mansion, better than the estate. By a wide, wide, wide margin. Cara went to stumble on into it, a grin crossing her face as she glanced about, before it swiftly faded.
Then, Cara began to madly claw at her ears.