Lion Head Mesa The view's so pretty from the deck of a sinkin' ship

Senmut was abruptly in her personal space, and Melody registered only two thoughts in that moment. One, she was scared. Two, he was kind of hot. So naturally, she spilled everything.

W-well, when I got here she said - she said she would give me a purpose, th-that everyone has a purpose here, and then just now she was saying - or, in my head she was saying - my p-purpose would be - um, serving her, or, uh - something like that. M-maybe I, I misheard, Melody rambled, rapidly dissolving into panic. Serving her, yes. Very closely.