With a slight, appreciate smile as the man announced that he was done with his meal, she moved closer. Her hands stretching out and carefully picking up the plate ad setting it back on the sturdy tray it had been carried here on. Evangeline's body tightening under his lingering and light touch, one that caressed the back of her leg until she moved away and with no further acknowledgement of his instructions she left the room, the door clicking shut behind her as her heels clicked along the corridor.<br/><br/>She spent a few moments apologising to the kitchen staff for the delay upon her tardy arrival, blaming it on her  newness rather than try to explain the confusing nature of her boss' seeming interest in her. A part of her was tempted to sneak back to her quarters, and sink into the uncomfortable bed there so she could close her weary eyes and just rest, instead of spending the night warding his hands away from her.  Only the prospect of having to face Norah stopped her in her tracks, and made her do an about turn and head back to his lavish quarters instead. No doubt in her mind, that any further rejection that Norah would receive from Mr Pratt would all fall heavily on her own shoulders, unfairly so in her mind.<br/><br/>Her teeth fiddling nervously with her lower lip, she opened the door and shut it quietly behind her, a small click sounding out as she locked the door behind her as to his instruction before she slowly made her way to his bedroom. It was a room she hadn't properly seen yet, having spent mere seconds in it before on Norah's brief and unhelpful tour and as she entered the room, she glanced around curiously at the decorations and furniture collected in its massive space.