Christina placed her elbows on the counter, locking her hands together and placing her chin on them, deep in thought. She had lived a rather dull life for a while now, ever since that night. As she gazed at Athena, Christina simply hoped that 'anything' leaned more towards fighting or things magic related than other possibilities–like prostitution. After maybe a minute of silence, Christina sighed, looked down at the counter, forehead on her hands. "Alright. I'll accept."