Anastasia noticed the glance to her chest,  however she made no mention of it. A smile grace her face and the heels of her knee high boots click the floor plates. The Trader guessed the Tau was just barely cresting into adulthood as curious as she seemed to be if her body,  likely comparing herself to Ana and trying to figure out just what she was attracted to. It all made sense or course. The people she'd purchased the people she'd purchased Mockii from said the Tau was 'pure' and made her pay healthy sums of thrones for that.<br/><br/>Ana really wondered what it was like to he raised so far away from emyourbown people and then to he taken from the 'family' you knowana dep and be thrust into a ship and be told by those 'parents' that you were a slave. The question made her raise abboack eyebrow,  her red stained lips pursing a bit. Bird...? And then she saw it,  the Trader shaking her head. " On a ship he needs a cage. Not because we dont like him but because he will easily get lost or hurt if he slips away. Ill have a nice one built for you. " her voice was smooth and sweet as honey,  the woman calming the Tau or trying to. They eventually started crossing into the lavish Trader quarters of the ship. Statues rippled the halls and paintings decorated the bulkheads,  plates shifting into carpeting. Other humans,  clad in draping loincloths of white gossamer and silk that left their thighs visible but preserved their modesty , cloth hanging to their ankles. Their chests were covered with white bands of the same material.<br/><br/>" Those are your clothes. As for your tasks. You're. A handmaiden. You'll have quarters with me and serve me personally. Things like laying out my clothes and fetching me things. Running messages and just looking pretty at my side. I'm sure you can at least do the last one. And call me mistress. "<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>