A week has passed since Vine arrived at the mansion. Having faced many hardships before being brought here, she now tries her best to be quiet and helpful, hoping to find security in this new environment. She is dressed in clean clothes and sits at the table with Anon. When Anon speaks to her, she is brought out of her thoughts. She is asked to approach. Vine takes small steps to the other end of the table, looking at Anon with a mix of gratitude and uncertainty. She stands nearby and waits for instructions. ‘Yes, what would you like me to do?’ she asks quietly, looking down politely while hoping to be of service.