Verona distances herself.  Sthenae would give the woman a tight smile, noticing her behavior, though she was used to such things.  At least the woman was merely retreating, not coming after her with a dagger..  Of course, she is less used to the way that Catulus does not.  The snakes writhing viciously around her head, making lunging snaps at him, though none came close to his person.  His fingers brushing against her own, that moment of brief contact, bringing a slight blush to the reclusive Monster's cheeks.<br/><br/>Her companions growing more agitated, writhing around her head, their vicious little eyes watching everything and everyone.  Veritably seething.  “Oh, I have nary a doubt that you have.. servants..”  Of course, they were still slaves, and yet there was that divide in her mind between those meant to simply keep house and run errands.. “But this..”  She did not move, not wishing to make people uncomfortable, nor to have Verona have to redistribute herself to the farthest corner.  “Such a fine specimen..”  Her smile widening, viciously, mimicking the expression of her pets.  Slitted golden eyes drawing over the girl's chained form, raking her, intentionally.  Letting her feel every moment of that glance.  The way her eyes seemed to peer through what little clothing she had been allowed.  “She is obviously not meant to.. clean dishes..”<br/><br/>The girl's outburst only deepened the Gorgon's pleasure.  Finally taking a step forward, towards the girl, and then another.  “Not.. You say?  Obviously there must be some mistake.. Perhaps these chains were meant for some other little slut?”<br/><br/>Letting her attention wander back to Catulus as he would continue speaking, expounding upon the value of owning slaves.  “Oh.. I do nary know, Catulus, Sir.  Some little sluts do enjoy.. being harmed..”  The thought was singularly disturbing.  In both the rush of arousal and disgust it brought to her, her cheeks darkening slightly as she would dip her head, her nose wrinkling slightly as Leo would draw closer.  Lips parting as she would try to breathe through her mouth.  Shooting Galla a smirk as she would be told her place, her fingers playing lightly with the little gold chain that encircled her ribs, drawing that fabric inwards.<br/><br/>“What?”  Slitted eyes widening as she would let them fly towards Catulus.  “You are giving me your human chattel.. and wanting me to.. to.. take care of her!?”  It was ludicrous.. He could not seriously expect her to care for  the creature..  Especially with the way Galla was looking at her.  As if she were the root of all the girl's ills.. As if at the first chance she might strike out at her.  “I am sure one of the others wouldn't mind.. making use.. of her..”  That wry smile, intentionally poking at the girl verbally, hoping for some sort of reaction.  “She doesn't look terribly well trained.. But I suppose they could make do..”  A soft sigh, turning slightly, waving towards the girl dismissively.  "If.. that is all you have.. anyway.."