Left to her own devices she could certainly accidentally poison whatever poor Dominant took her in. Her cooking skills were absolutely abysmal compared to Sebastian's too... they just hadn't had enough time to focus on that with her still getting the hang of just cleaning up and Sebastian cleaning up all of their messes.

At the mention of the communicator her hand goes to the front pocket of her plastic jacket. Removing the small foldable device to hold it in her palm. "I admit I 'aven't touched it much at all yet..." It was... a lot to take in. "Fascinating little thing, isn't it? The people here really live in their own world..." She adjusts her glasses before tucking it away into her pocket again to protect it from the rain. Just in case.

She'd probably certainly need his help later in figuring it out, but for now the spreading rash took a bit more of her brain power than she was willing to admit. Especially when she could already feel it moving into the palm of her hand. "I can't even get a job without a Dominant, can I?" The itch lures her hand, but she manages to rub at it versus scratch at least. "Even if we find somethin' for this I don't have any money..."

And if she were back home she would have still been paying off that stack of plates from two months ago anyway.