Nakia brought the Master wine when he appeared finally. Her head was bowed slightly to not look him in the face, but raised enough to catch any non-verbal signals from her Domina. Like the one that had just come on the heels of her words. Nakia was quick to move and does her Domina’s bidding before anyone can object. With a quick snap of her wrist, she manages to tug the loin cloth off the slave standing there.<br/><br/>She drops the cloth to the floor and moves to stand beside her Domina opposite her husband. Her head down as she waits more orders. And while she waits, she carefully plucks the choicest grapes off their vines and hands them one at a time to her Domina as she requires them. She keeps an eye on her Domina’s goblet as well as her husband’s, refilling as necessary. By her thoughts, the other slave can care for the guests.<br/><br/>Her thoughts are her own as she listens to the verbal sparring. She isn’t overly thrilled herself with having the other female living in the villa, but it isn’t her place to object. She is already mentally deciding how best to accommodate having the beast living here for however long and her husband as well. Already she has sorted which rooms she’d give the couple to keep them far from her Domina and annoying her further. She reviews their current stock of things, and decides she will need to speak to the head housekeeper about getting more supplies of food so they don’t run out in a few days times.<br/><br/>Though she is the Senior Slave to the Domina, she has made it a part of her duties to stay on top of all things concerning the villa. It allowed her to stay on top of current events and head off any unpleasant news to the Domina that she could give instead in a better frame than some messenger. Finally sorting things to her satisfaction, she gives the slave a once over, just in case her opinion is asked later.