She accepts.

Albina meets your gaze coolly. "Very well. I will accompany you. Someone has to watch out for the poor girl, after all."

You chuckle slightly and step closer to Albina, one hand still holding Martina firmly. "Are you sure that's why you're following?" you ask her quietly. Albina swallows, but says nothing. You smile at her and shrug, then drag Martina into the storeroom with Albina following silently behind.