Frida's pov:
"I think I'll be giving you a piece of silver for everyday you don't die." he mocked her openly as she coughed all over the floor.
"And who is Laz?" his question made her look at him.
She had actually imagined Laz's face but it was Snowflake and he wasn't having it.
"Snowflake? what are you doing here?" she stood up flapping her dress.
"Oh I was sent to come see how you were faring, and what do I meet? oh you drowning why am I not surprised? I told master Song this was a bad idea. You are not to be trusted with this type of work."
She frowned at him "Thank you for saving me, but I do not need your help. You may go."
She picked up her bowl and walked away murmuring under her breath "What an asshole."
Seriously, if master Song couldn't trust her with this simple assignment, even though they haven't listed what she must specifically do yet, if she couldn't handle simply blending in.
