Mila was taken back by how firmly the lord insisted she not use the word 'useless' to describe herself. A brief look of surprise passed over her features before they turned back into their wonder filled state. The silence that fell over the room was slightly unnerving to her as Don pondered, she was used to being able to hear everything. Something about this man seemed to pass beneath her ability to hear or 'sense' him; it made her nervous around him.<br/><br/>The knock at the door, broke her train of thought and her head turned in the direction she had heard the knock. Following the footfalls, of what sounded like a man, into the room, she heard the announcement of dinner before the man retreated away to gather the two dishes. When a woman returned with their dishes, Mila heard her set the plates down on the desk in front of her before she too retreated away. The scent of food was tantalizing and enough to make her mouth water, but she didn't dare touch it.<br/><br/>She knew that back at the hut, her family would be having meager helpings of food and it made her feel guilty that she was sitting here with a plate full of food in front of her. Folding her hands in her lap, Mila wondered if he would stop her if she chose to excuse herself. Pushing herself up from the chair and grabbing up her walking cane, she turned her head to where she thought Don would be. "I wish to see my room my lord. I hope it is not too much trouble but I wish to retire to bed early tonight sire," she requested as respectfully as she could.<br/><br/>Mila didn't much enjoy the thought of being his assistant either, but not for the reasons others did. What good would she be as an assistant?