"You absolutely can. I'm not here to see people kiss." Jiao still smiled as she took Nate's hand though, gliding in elegantly and curtseying with a laugh, then stepping aside to see the last man that walked in: their new governor and resident beach hobo (well not anymore, but Jiao didn't know that), Remi. Giving him a little wave she waited to see what Nate wanted them to do, hoping there would be jobs less dependant on manual labour that she could take on.
Cleaning was not the most glamorous job, but she'd dressed in purposefully scruffy clothes in case there was that kind of job to do. "I'll clean." She offered, going to fly up the stairs once Nate had done speaking and fetching a broom to sweep with (presumably one had been prepared), getting on with the work quickly; with her feet not needing to touch the floor, sweeping was easier than it would have been otherwise.
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Jiao sweeps/cleans the first floor!
