Natalina hadn't been the best at watching where she was going. Being a dancer meant that offstage Nina was clumsy. Very clumsy. So, when Nina found herself almost trampling the other girl, it didn't surprise her. But, she still felt bad. Natalina was new here, so almost running over older women wasn't the way to go about making friends. Not that Nina really wanted to make friends, of course. She didn't plan on staying here long enough to unpack, little less make friends. But, nonetheless, Natalina was going to be polite. Perfection is key, after all. If youre not perfect, you better fake it.
"We both should've watched out," Natalina compromised, smiling softly. The woman was gorgeous, Nina had to admit that. But, who knew what the woman had going on with her. This was a asylum after all. Hopefully, the woman wasn't a patient. "I'm Natalina, by the way. Pleasure to meet you."