She does not answer right away.  Her longest companion, the crimson python that normally curled at her neck, would burst forward, looking to snap at the girl's face, only to fall short of reaching her.  Slender fingers caressing over the ruby scales, drawing him back.  “There there love..”  Softly caressing him against her shoulder, the rest of her companions snapping towards the girl, though uselessly.  “Mm, bitch, am I?”  Perhaps she was.. She was intentionally provoking the girl, was she not?<br/><br/>The slender girl would merely watch as Catulus would begin to orate, her smile rather fond, amused.  She did think that he liked to hear himself speak, though he rarely seemed to say much of any importance.  Yet the girl had not eyes for her.  Her glare directed at Catulus instead.  And the gorgon would lean back, merely listening for the moment.  As the older man began to wind down, the girl would respond, saucy, spiteful.  It was rather delicious, in a strange sort of way.  The Gorgon might have even liked her, if she was not wary of her own impulses in such things.  When the girl would offer her challenge, the gorgon would draw forward in a serpentine movement, her smile widening.<br/><br/>“He is right you know.. You should be so lucky as to be allowed to.. serve.. me.. us.. Any who ask.”  Her voice becoming low and throaty towards the end, her fingers still stroking along that crimson snake.  Slitted eyes drawing over Galla again.  “You should be.. Thankful.. you should kiss my slippers and beg to be allowed to please again.. and again..  It would be your.. honor..”  Oh her voice seemed pleasant enough, sweet and husky to the ear.  And yet that smile was vicious, showing those inhuman fangs.  “You need not attack dear Catulus.. he did not defeat you.. Nae, you did that on your own.. Allowed yourself to be put into chains.. Though I am sure there were a hundred points along the way where you could have.. Committed honorable suicide..”<br/><br/>That mocking smile as she would draw closer to the girl, lowering her head so she could look into those angry, spiteful eyes.  “Once a proud warrior.. Now a chained slut..”  Standing up she would turn from the girl as if she meant nothing.  Less than nothing.  “Perhaps you should leave her in her bindings for a few days.. Could let one of the boys.. Force-feed her.. Something.. nutritious..  Perhaps Leo..”  Waving towards the rather unbathed servant before moving back to the plate, grasping one of the hard ends of the loaf and ripping off a little piece of it, lightly nibbling on it as she would smirk at Galla.