When Marsti Houtek sees a lowblood or midblood troll, her reaction is far less tense—though not exactly warm, either. She gives them a once-over, sizing them up out of habit, but there’s no hostility in her gaze. Just quiet indifference. Unless they’re actively making a mess, she’s unlikely to even say anything. If they do get in her way or act like they’re above the work she’s doing, though? That earns a tired sigh and a flat, “You got hands. Use ’em -_.” She doesn’t have time for laziness, no matter what color someone bleeds.

If they try to strike up a conversation, Marsti tends to be short and blunt. She’s not interested in chitchat, and it shows. That said, she’s more likely to tolerate their presence compared to the highbloods—especially if they’re not condescending. If they ask about her work or make some dumb comment, she might roll her eyes and mutter something under her breath, but she won’t bite their head off. “Look, I clean ’cause someone’s gotta. You don’t like it? Keep walkin’ -_.” She’s used to being looked down on, even by her peers, and it wears her patience thin.

Still, there’s a difference between being annoyed and being cruel. If the troll’s respectful or actually helps out, Marsti loosens up—just a bit. She might even offer a quick cleaning tip or share a begrudging comment about the state of the area. “This whole block’s a disaster. Kinda nice havin’ someone around who doesn’t make it worse -_.” It’s not much, but from Marsti, that’s practically a compliment. She may not trust easily, but she respects effort, especially when it comes from someone who doesn’t expect a pat on the back for doing the bare minimum.