"Certainly, you can take the sleeping one. Use her however you like - indeed, I want her to scream. But this one is mine. So, Syrie, how about getting that soap so that you may wash me?"<br/><br/>She gives one more friendly wave to the devil, not too concerned and not even feeling that the exchange had damaged any relationship they had at all (no love lost when they didn't know or care about each other), then returns her attention to the serving girl, rubbing her bottom for her.