Letting their tongue dangle out of their mouth, Nit began paying attention for once. Their irritability was long gone now that they had a partially filled but otherwise satisfied belly. Blushing from the explicit commentaries, they instead focused on less filthy thoughts. Procreation was something they barely thought about; the most lewd thing they have done in was pleasure themselves, and saying that aloud would probably raise some eyebrows.<br/><br/>"I... Uhm, that'd be nice," Nit responded to the comment about their sustenance, their jaws not moving nor their voice altering from having their mouth gaped open. They were concealing their own culinary knowledge as they were used to everyone bringing grub to them anyhow, so having someone else who could prepare something for them was a nice touch. Nit did not know this particular man however, so who knew if he could tolerate cooking for some strange monster? They quickly erased the thought from their mind. Everything will go swell, they thought to themselves.<br/><br/>When Axe began talking about tidiness, Nit insisted that they needed not much grooming. Marcial, however, begged to differ.<br/><br/>"Miss, the lord needs to have their noggin polished at least once a week," he explained, much to the dismay of Nit. "I'm telling you this because they never bother doing it themselves. Use a rag and the appropriate solution. Also, try to find a way to do it without making them angry, mostly because..." Looking back at a rather ticked off Nit, Marcial concluded, "their temper is extraordinary. If ever you hear them ring, just hit 'em..." Marcial poked at a small metal button placed in between Nit's bells. "... riiiiight there. Outside of that, they need not to clean unless they are particularly dirty... Like now." Marcial smacked Nit up on their head as punishment for their ravenous behavior, though he retracted slightly as he heard them snarl. Still did not deny the fact that Nit was indeed dirty.<br/><br/>"A- As for clothing," Marcial continued, regaining their confidence. "I will be the one providing formal and casual wear, as the articles are back home. Don't stress yourself over that." Looking ponderous for a few moments, Marcial exclaimed suddenly, "Oh! And do note that Matias may have to leave for some days at a time to deal with serious affairs if necessary. Just thought like putting that put there. Outside of that, they're yours... Let us know if you want it to be more than a simple engagement, eh?" Marcial winked Axe's way, smirking at her simultaneously, which emphasized the wrinkles on his tan face.