Hearing that Tanzy was alright brought a big grin to the shyer girl's features, the first in almost two days. She nodded at the offer of comfort, "Of course. Likewise.. I may not be able to help much, but you can talk to me anytime too. Talking at least takes away some of the trouble." She began dusting the bookshelf, having to get on her tiptoes to reach higher. How was she supposed to dust the top? A ladder? Do they own a ladder? Where would it be? Putting her shoes on the furniture was unacceptable, "Does the estate have an ladder for indoor use? None of us are this tall.."
Anise looked to Tanzy, biting her bottom lip, "How did you get so good at this job..? Did you work for the wealthy or royalty before?" She inquired hesitantly. She didn't want to intrude, but she felt that they should get to know one another since they would be working here until their natural life ended, "Well at least he doesn't regard you with hatred. I have a feeling being on Castiel or Bishop's bad side.. you don't get a second chance.." She replied, gripping the feather duster as she continued. She could go back to the top of the bookshelf later.
"All of them are dangerous.. but it seems we both drew the short straw and got the ones with the tempers that are easiest to spark." Anise bit her bottom lip as she moved to the curtains, dusting them off carefully. Mom.. how could you do this to me and Alice..? We're your daughters.. do you hate us that much..? She'd not paid attention to the dust in her face, until it tickled her nose, sneezing in result, "Sorry." She laughed nervously, letting her mind shift back to the task at hand.