She adjusts herself into a more comfortable but still wholesome position. Breasts move right before Toro as she does it.<br/>"Not a joke at all. I also think you are a very fine, upstanding one and surely have no problems with... discipline."<br/><br/>Some noise echoes from the far parts of the house. Frustrated moans from both of the servants, followed by something falling and crashing. Petronela pretends she doesn't hear it.<br/><br/>"I think we should talk about what I can offer you. Guidance and education, my friend. You can't really learn the theoretical part of good manners all by yourself, can't you? And I think you would be wonderful help around here. Much more than them... In return for some simple work, I could teach you... show you places... Make you a part of the... society!"