Josie couldn't stop herself from watching Dahlia out of the corner of her eye. She had a job to do, and having a distraction while in the middle of a life or death encounter wasn't exactly the ideal way to stay alive, but she couldn't help it; it was impossible for her to tear away her attention. The young woman she swore on the heavens to serve was already so different from when they met only a month prior. No matter how much she still needed to grow and how inexperienced she still was, Dahlia was like a shining beacon to the Marquise and the woman just couldn't look away.