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[outstandingbalance]

"We'll have to see what I can do." The response is smooth and light, the look Natasha gives amused. The coffee must have helped, or perhaps the subject matter because she doesn't look the least bit tired anymore.

Her expression falls slightly after she says it, though. "I suppose he's had to change his staff up some since Kenzi left. Is his new secretary anyone special?"

[freelife]

"I don't think so- Kenzi at least was his progeny. Poor girl." She shook her head- she'd heard about the rehab situation. She was fond of Kenzi, oddly. Even if she had driven her up a wall.

"Wasn't a particularly great great secretary, mind you."

[outstandingbalance]

"Poor girl," Natasha echoes. She'd tried to help Kenzi out—not because she thought Jean-Claude was lacking, but because she felt like the girl could use the extra support. Natasha herself had been a very bloodthirsty newborn once.

"Hopefully things work out for her."

[freelife]

"I certainly hope so. We can all relate, after all." She can remember the awful first years of vampirism.

[outstandingbalance]

"I could have hoped for better for her. I'd say her sire gave her a head start." Even now, Natasha can't be bitter toward her maker for allowing her to be a killer; she'd been chosen because she was a killer, it was part of what he'd seen in her. But it did mean he'd only valued self-control so far as it prevented her from blowing her covers.