Her cheeks heated up into a soft pink shade. It was one of the nicest things someone had said to her. A nice name....<br/>Vanessa was about to take the bowl from the Grim when she heard the grown. By instinct did she pull her hands back and the tiny flinch could have gone unseen. But she knew better... If he would have want to hurt her so would he have not saved her to begin with. Vanessa took the bowl and gave him a thank you. She then looked at Lucius.<br/>"Grey River pack, sir."<br/>Using names was not common for her and somehow it felt wrong to say it. Instead did she turn her attention to the food. A nice stew. Eirin had order her to eat it all, but how would she manged to do that? It was so much? After a few mouth full did she look back up at the priest. He seemed chatty.<br/>"I don't need new clothes... These will work for a while longer." She mumble and then saw the man sit next to her. Without any real thoughts behind it did she moved away a bit. He was sitting too close for her liking.<br/>"What I like to do? I don't know, sir.<br/>Cooking perhaps? I am very good at doing chores.."