Sister Naser's eyes quickly shifted to the Ship's Mistress then returned to stare straight ahead rather quickly. Shifting a bit in her stance as she was offered the drink by the Servitor, she took it with her pale bare hand,  her eyes diverting to look at the dark liquid for a moment and then spoke again.<br/><br/>"Yes, my quarters as the rest of this ship is significantly less spartan that my domicile at the Priory. It is appreciated.  I must apologize for my tardiness, the Emperor's machinations aren't always as blessed as himself in efficiency. And yes, at the behest of my Cannoness, I offer my services to you as Battle-Sister, Hospitaller. Dialogous or anything else you may require of me." She bowed just slightly at the waist.<br/><br/>The subtle leer and the alternate meaning of her offer was lost on the Sororitas. She shifted again under her robe as she tried to figure out what to do with the drink in this company. Not use to consuming food or drink in front of her employers.<br/><br/>"I also wanted to personally thank you for offering me the opportunity to complete my pilgrimage aboard your ship."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>