I think that's the idea. [ she answers quietly, almost guiltily. because as far as she knows, that's exactly what they want here, to shame, as she's gathered from the rules spelled out carefully during orientation, and the display of proper role designation that's been purposely presented here for them in public transportation.

embarrassment is hardly her own worst fear, though; she's lost far too much, been called plenty of dirty and piercing things, to care about how anyone sees her. she'd like to believe pride and survival fall together, but sometimes one has to be sacrificed to maintain the other.

but if there's any worry at all in what's to come, it eases with the expressions of the girl beside her, forced to smile a little wider at the call out. ]

I probably will. [ with a hum, she leans back in her seat, stretching her arms and legs in front of her. ] But I'm prone to getting into all sorts of trouble. This wouldn't be any different.