Bianca's eyes flicked toward the guy on the bed, quickly sizing him up somewhat as he stood the way she did with every new person she encountered. Her age. Ish. Cute in a sort of nerdy way. Tall. Fit. Worth her time probably. Especially if it got her somewhere. Like the hell out of this place. She dropped the handle of her suitcase which had, thankfully, come with her and gave him a scrutinizing look. "Are you in charge of this insanity? Is that why I ended up in front of you when I tried to leave?" She tried to keep the pissy way she felt out of her tone just in case he held her escape back to reality in his hands.