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Vieira's arms hung low at her sides, her claws dancing on the sides of her thighs as she usually did. It was a nervous habit she had always done when left in limbo between one task and the next, from order to order, and other times when she as left without purpose. She needed direction but she did not have as much here and sometimes had to find things to fill it with. If this new Inferni member had not shown up, Vieira would be sitting blankly in her room. She might have taken her Lego blocks apart or held the Rudolph the red nosed reindeer Snake had given her a few days ago. She did not receive gifts often (in fact, Snake had been the first to give her something like this) and now that she had two things to call her own for the first time in her life, she did not know what to think of such things. She had always been the one to give (mainly because she was forced to give regardless of how much she wanted to or had not wanted to).

The other woman wrapped up her use of the towel and she stopped the tapping of her fingers against her thighs and then came to attention when Haruhi announced she was finished. Vieira lifted her arms to offer up their return but she said she could easily hang them up, her own heart beating heavily against the inside of her chest. "No, no," she said and realized she blurted it out faster than she intended. She almost sounded panicked but took a breath to calm herself and shook her head to emphasize it was quite all right. "I can do it," she informed and flicked her tail behind her, her hands open and ready to take the pieces of cloth from the woman.

Even if the other was a guest in the cave and had used the towel, Vieira could not let her do something she was meant to do. Vieira was a slave, lower in the hierarchy of life and the ranks of Inferni that she could not allow something like this to happen. If Kaena came in at the moment the other was doing something and Vieira was standing around, surely it would upset her owner and the punishment would be emphasized. Her jaw tightened reflexively and waited to take the folded towels from the woman. "Is there anything else I can get for you?" she asked with a polite smile, a smile a server would have when taking care of a table at a restaurant. It was her duty to take care of someone else, even if it was not her owner. Unfortunately, Vieira did not feel she had much to offer her companion. She could not give away anything in the cave (were the towels pushing it?) but she had to put the offer out on the table in case there was something Vieira could actually for the other aside from keeping her company.


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