Instead of laying down and falling asleep as Terra had presumed she would, she instead laid out the clothes she would be wearing in less then a day. She admired the rich clothing of nobles, which never in her life had she ever taken to wearing, until now. Her fingertips brushed against the fabric silently, up until her Master made his presence in her room. Her face felt red hot as he walked in on her, wearing nothing but the lingerie. "O-of course, Master," she replied, turning to face him as she kept her arms at her sides.<br/><br/>"Yes, Master... I would need brushing up on how the Tapani speak though," she insisted sheepishly.