"Did she.. just call me.. Master.. twice?" he muttered to himself as he looked on his shelves for a towel. As he found it, he frowned. Of course, it had to be the last one. Curse his forgetfulness sometimes. He took it from the shelf, stopping for a moment. '<strong>Why would she call me that? I've not told her anything of the sort!</strong>' he mused, walking slowly back to the bathroom, trying to get his thoughts under control. She was beautiful yes, but he refused to be thought as one of those filthy, evil people, using young girls as simple objects for their pleasure. He refused to think of another sentient being as mere property. It just.. did not sit right.<br/><br/>He noted the water had stopped, which meant she was likely done with her shower. He lightly knocked on the door. "Miss Tebin, I have you towel." Slowly, he opened the door, but tried not to look inside, sticking his rm through the open doorway, offering the thick, black towel to her. "Here you go." he said, taking his arm back out once she took it. "If you're hungry, I could.. prepare something for both of us.."