Matron Serra's face tightened and grew darker as Doxi spoke.  Apparently Doxi's words were not working.  That is right until she mentioned her role as captain, and having to maintain a certain standard in front of her subordinates.  Then all of the bluster, all of the anger inside the woman simply seemed to melt.  She just wilted like a balloon who'd had air let out of it.<br/><br/>One corner of her mouth came up in a smile, and she nodded her head almost in acceptance.  She walked around Doxi and towards the bed and a loud and long sigh escaped her lips.  "You know, you're right.  I understand having to keep up appearances."<br/><br/>She turned, placing her hands on her hips stood there.  "Let us make a deal, allow me to get a bath and get cleaned up.  Get a few hours rest, and I'll join you in your cabin tonight.  While there, I'll gladly play the role of submissive captive.  However you choose to take that.  You can forget about your subordinates if you wish, it can just stay you and I."