She arched a brow slightly, taking 'be still" in the looser "don't get out of that chair" way rather than complete stillness of her body.  When he vanished her fork clattered to her plate and for the first minute she just gaped at the empty spot.  She had to admit the things that he could do were creepy, but kind of awesome.<br/><br/>Finally she resumed her meal, patiently cutting up bits of the steak and nomming.  She ate most of the meat, save the more rare bits, and all of the potatoes.  The carrots she didn't touch, because she didn't particularly like them, though she ate enough of everything else that she hoped he wouldn't mind.  She had to marvel a little at a vampire who cooked, somehow it was very..  Undracula.<br/><br/>when he reappeared, she gasped faintly, shaking her head softly.<br/><br/>"That..  is trippy as hell" she mused softly.  as he informed her that he'd brought her the things she requested she blinked, resisting the urge to jump up and go check.  She figured that would be rude.  Instead she picked up her plate, peering around until she spotted a trash bin, where she scraped out the last bits she hadn't eaten.<br/><br/>"Thank you..  Sir" she added it again, frowning to herself as she carried the dishes to the sink to wash up.  It was so domestic and normal, what the fuck was -wrong- with that?  He'd kidnapped her, for whatever reason.  She should have been freaking out... Instead she was washing the dinner dishes.  it was mind boggling, but still..  that's what she did.