She laughed seeing Sasha run back to them happily like a big house cat. "Get some good sun?" She asked Sasha petting her companion gently. As they walked back through the city ignoring everyone but Daniel and the Sleen. Once back home and Sasha back in her spot Kyla began to help put things away.<br/><br/>"Of course I can cook." She reassured. "I rarely ate out back on Earth too expensive and fatty." She wrinkled her nose. "Cooking and cleaning doesn't seem that hard I'll have to sweep daily from all the dust there's a broom. Ah yes there is excellent."<br/><br/>At the promise of a bath a huge grin broke out and she scampered to the bathroom quickly dropping her outfit and running the water. Once satisfied with the tubs fullness she slowly sank into it and groaned, she dunked herself then got straight to scrubbing her flesh and hair leaving nothing dirty. Draining the water as she got out she wrapped the linen towel around herself it was coarse but would do the trick. Taking a comb she grunted in pain as she detangled it working hard at getting all the knots out until finally the combo ran smoothly through her hair. Finishing drying she rehung the towel and redressed coming out with a sigh.<br/><br/>"That was lovely." There was a smile on her face, "thanks for letting me freshen up. Man was my hair knotted. It hadn't been brushed since I got here and those slavers aren't always kind.." she frowned. Right she was a slave confused as to what to do she looked around did she sit in slave position? On the furniture? Where?! Insitead she sat on her hip by Sasha figuring that was the best place to be.<br/><br/>"Question most of the traders are men. If I can't talk how do I tell them what I need?" It was a decent enough question. Somehow she had to communicate.