[Jayme loves being on janitorial duty. There's something about it is obviouslyincredibly appealing to her; to be able to clean and tidy and arrange things to her heart's content, knowing that rather than being seen as odd for her compulsions, she is being told to do it, to help the colony. Now, since it is her allocated chore for the week, Jayme doesn't necessarily need to use her praeteria in order to remain unnoticed, but it has become a force of habit, and it also allows her to practice and become more able to control her infection. It was a win-win situation for her, overall. Until she not only remained unnoticed, but also became so deeply distracted in what she was doing, that those around her became equally unnoticed. It was only when she side-steps into somebody as she wiped down the window, that she realises she isn't alone. Her control slips and she looks up at the person she had bumped into with a horror-stricken expression. Thankfully, she is in a long sleeved top, but she has still touched them, and she takes a step backwards.] I- I am very sorry. I did not mean to- to walk into you. [She apologises, forcing a smile onto her face.]