Her mouth fell open. Did she really mean that? Priscilla struggled with it for a few seconds, before breaking out with a wide smile, bright and filled with hope. The brunette was hugging her new roomie before she knew it. Someplace safe! She couldn't wait to be able to relax for a little while, away from danger, from the constant threat of being found.

"Thank you, thank you so very much!" She pulled back abruptly, turning serious. "I can pay for half the rent and pitch in for anything else. I promise, I won't be a burden." But she would have clean, wouldn't she? That worried her. She'd never had to clean anything in her life. Even the thought of doing groceries was alien to her. Usually she didn't even step into the kitchen. Priscilla had no idea how to do much of anything for herself. All she knew came from movies, and the rare books she read.

Most of the time, she sewed to pass the time, or fund raised for the charities her father had created, or she was hanging out at a country club.