Siva looked at her for a moment as her line of obscenities flew out her mouth, waiting a moment before removing his hand from the side of her body. With a defeated sigh he stood up letting her head fall from his lap and onto the bed with a soft thump only turning back to look at her once more before returning his attention to the folding table and chairs. He worked in silence as she sobbed on his bed, he had no idea what cord he struck but it was clear his words upset her and it wasn't just for his religious views. He repeated his words to himself though found nothing wrong with them, and with that gave a simple shrug as he now stood over the assembled table. He turned on heel still trying his best to ignore his sulking prisoner and poked his head outside and was not surprised when he found his squire dutifully standing at attention. "Fetch my meal boy, and something for yourself. Once you have delivered it take the rest of the night off, you've earned it." A kind smile graced his lips for a moment as he watched the boy run off, with almost a skip in his step, before turning back into the room and shutting the door behind him. He walked over to Rasha looking down to her for a moment, shaking his head as he looked her over, dirt, blood, grim, and all things in between it was truly a shame. Siva bent over her, looping a rough finger into her collar before tugging her off the bed and towards the metallic bath.<br/><br/>Snapping a finger he pointed to the lukewarm water that had been heated by the ships mage before being brought to his room before their arrival. "<b>In</b>." His tone was blunt and commanding as his eyes met her green orbs the stain of dears still wet on her cheeks. He'd reach forward not really waiting for her to comply, sweeping her off her feet and slowly lower her into the tub, placing her down gently before turning to retrieve a wash cloth from the vanity. He pulled the sleeves of his shirt up as he knelt down next to the tub, submerging the cloth and dabbing her face . Her skin almost becoming another collar as the soot and dirt washed away to stain the pure water. "So." He looked to her as he slowly worked, "This whole crying thing just a ploy for another escape attempt?" His brow arched and slow working ceased as he looked her over, a few moments passing till he turned from her and worked his way down her slender neck. "You know, a little tip  for ya. When taunting a man with no family try not to threaten the dead." A small chuckle bubbled from his throat, the cloth getting lower and lower as he reached her bust. The rough cloth a stark contrast to her silken chest as he caressed across the bountiful orbs, his thoughts trying their best to remain pure as he worked lower and lower over her body not so willing to untie her so that she could clean herself.<br/><br/>Siva leaned forward as his hand dove between her thighs, the cloth gracing her nether as he looked away. He didn't know why he was so embraced of touching her now after what he had done to her in the brig but for some reason this felt different. He tried his best to kill the intimacy of him washing though nothing came to him and he remained silent, eyes averted as he diligently worked as his hand slipped behind her and between her cheeks. As his arm rising from the depths a relaxed sigh escaped his lips as he slung the drenched cloth over the rim of the bath. He reached in with both arms and scooped her up, turning at the waist and letting her stand on her own, "Stay there." He walked over to the dresser pulling open a few draws before finding a crude towel. Returning to her side he patted her dry as the water trailed down her body, adhering to every contour of her as it dripped onto the floor. At this moment his squire burst the door open with a tray of food, the boy pausing and becoming blush as if walking into his parents making the beast with two backs. Siva looked over his shoulder and waved the boy to place the food on the table and leave and that's just what he did.<br/><br/>Siva's stomach rumbled as the cool breeze from the porthole washed the scent of roasted chicken and rice around the room. He tossed the towel over Rasha's shoulder as he pulled her over yet again by her collar to the side of the table, a rough hand placing itself on the towel and forcing her to kneel or sit down beside it. Siva took one of the two empty seats and quickly dug in, using nothing but his hands as accustomed to his people. His eyes slowly shifted down to Rasha, pulling away from a half finished leg of chicken. He gave a sigh before tossing the bone down to her, a few pieces of flesh still clinging to it. This went one as he finished his meal, giving her the scraps of his feast as he stuffed himself.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>