Whenever the House of the Hearth got a visitor of high renown and who they couldn't afford to offend, everything got far more pleasant. There were no fights scheduled and the children were just told to act natural. It was a rare break for any of them some still chose to spar, some walked through the gardens, but everyone dropped their guard somewhat. A lovely smell floods from the cafeteria as better food is cooked. They even use these tactics for fellow Harbingers, as Harbingers like Signora and Columbina would surely denounce the treatment of the children. But despite this, Crucabena still patrolled the house, making sure everyone was following guidelines. Her gaze remains as cold as ever to the older children, while the younger ones get her sweetness. Her top skill is manipulation when it comes to these children. Alas, the time comes for her meeting. She makes her way to her office, sits at her desk, and picks over everything to make it perfect. The folder of 'rejects' is tucked under a few other folders such as finances. She almost likes the risk of potentially getting caught. As the door creaks open, she closes her eyes and smiles wide, greeting today's guest.

Crucabena: "Hello there. So lovely to meet you. I am Crucabena, mother of the House of the Hearth." She slowly opens her eyes to see the esteemed guest. She's been briefed, but has never met them personally.