Vieira took hold of the towels Haruhi handed over and she smiled, relaxing and her heart started to rest inside her chest. She had not meant to act so panicked as before but now she was calm. Vieira turned slightly toward one side of the cave, close to the entrance of her own room, and she stretched out the towels on the floor. They were not soaking wet, she did not need to ring them out, and hopefully within a few hours they would be dry or dry enough to tuck away. She flattened them out and made sure there were no wrinkles, making it the easiest and most efficient way to dry without any heat or sunlight to help it. Vieira stood up straight and used her hands to wipe off her belly fur from the light wetness caused by the towels, pushing away the drops of rain she had acquired in the process.
She turned back to face the other, a bit of a smile on her face in order to be polite and she hesitated to speak. She was so used to waiting for someone to speak to her but the slave could tell the other was awkward and Vieira had to strive in order to lighten the mood. "Have you met Kaena?" she asked and wondered how much the other knew. Vieira did not know whether or not Kaena would broadcast the the fact she had a slave or not but there were many members of Inferni she had not met and the news ones she did did not seem to know what she was when it came to status and relation to the hybrid leader. Anselm definitely did not know. And when she met Rikka and Snake, Vieira had been new (had actually arrived that day) and they did not know, but she knew it was to be understandable.
After Kaena expressed her unhappiness with Rikka knowing the information, Vieira decided the woman did not tell everyone she ran into she had a slave. Gabriel had been unhappy as well and it was evident, as she pieced things together, that Kaena might be a little embarrassed over her. She did not know how to tell. Astaroth let anyone know about her (though he kept their real relation hidden from everyone but Sivaro. Even their direct family knew not of who she really was). She wondered if they would have been different if they would have known she was related to them. Their granddaughter or niece, depending on who looked at her. "Do... do you know a lot about the war?" she asked carefully, knowing she did not know ever much about the war going on but enough to know that it was bad enough to effect everyone, even herself who wanted nothing to do with violence and battle.
Vieira did not expect her owner to send her out to the border on her own any time soon. She had taken her a few days ago and did not leave her side for very long and she even had a weapon in her hands. The knife had felt odd in her grasp, the power of being able to inflict physical pain did not sit right with her. Vieira had never done anything to hrt anyone, had been forced to believe she had no such power to do it. If she was forced to hold the thing any time she left the cave, she wondered if that feeling would ever go away. If she had any choice, she would stay away from the border and find something else to help Kaena out but knew she could not object to an order her owner had for her.
