Anastasia smiled after hearing her words and welcome her inside. "I'm Anastasia," she stated as she closed the door behind them. She made her way back over to her things and began to continue unpacking. "I hope you don't mind the last bed," she stated looking over towards the empty bed closest to the closet. She sat down on her bed and began to go through her photos, setting a couple of her with her parents, Ariel and Prince Eric, on her desk and hanging a few other photos on the wall.
The male just smirked and glanced to the cranes then back at her before speaking, "Maybe if you changed the cranes into daggers instead, it might give the effect you were wanting." The male crossed his arms and leaned against the wall as he propped his left foot against it, as he awaited an answer from the blonde female. Mason couldn't seem to understand why he was so fascinated by her, but he was. There was something about her that seemed familiar, but he just couldn't place a finger on it. Instead of worrying about it he just pushed it aside, it wasn't relevant anyways.