It was almost strange to want to socialize again. Esperanza had always been a social person before she'd runaway, but her time on her own had taught her to look after herself and worry less about others. She wasn't so alone anymore. It was apparent from the first moment she stepped out of the car and saw an man sitting on the steps of the manor. Jillian had been one thing, meeting others was another. Especially when she had to introduce herself.

It was like riding a bike, right?

She walked up to the stairs and smiled brightly, fighting the urge to distrust and fear instead.

"Hi," she perked up. "I'm Esperanza. Most people call me Espie." She spoke in English rather than Spanish, hoping the language was common enough to work. She didn't know the language in this country, so she had to choose between the two she did know. And if neither worked, then maybe she should trust her gut and move on.

"I guess... this is where I'll be staying?" She hazarded, looking up at the manor. "Unless somehow I'm at the wrong place," She more or less wondered to herself, almost frowning at the thought. "I'm not at the wrong place right? I just ind of trusted the driver..."