Demetri nodded at the maid before taking up the feather and jar of butter.<strong>"Well, tell him he has my thanks, and that I'll look forward to paying him back."</strong>Demetri said as he handed her a couple of coppers as a tip for her trouble, but he didn't figure it was enough to pay for what she'd brought. He looked over the maids shoulder to see Ariana, and he smirked at her before turning to shut the door. He wasn't going to make peeping easy for her, no let her throw out a spell or something if she desired it so much.<br/><br/>The Galtean then looked back to Elisia, and frowned at her mention that cloths were meant for decency. He walked over to the table in the center of the room to sit jar and feather upon it's wooden surface, and then turned to look her dead in the eye.<strong>"Actually, your wrong. Clothing exist to keep us warm, that is your own modesty coming out with those words. We'll have to bath together at times, and I am male, other members of our group are male, and you may have to be nude inches from them at times."</strong>He told her bluntly, with a sigh, and then a shake of his head.<br/><br/><strong>"Adventurers don't have the luxury of privacy over half the time, such as now. When you bath down there, only a screen will be covering your form from prying eyes, and males bath in the same chamber as females. This is just the way some places are built, I can barely see how you grew up Amecca with such a prude attitude. This isn't exactly the height of civilization, very few people have the privilege of bathing in a separate room, with full privacy from the opposite sex."</strong>Demetri drove on with his point, he knew he was near ranting at her, but he had kept his voice at an acceptable level, so he didn't really care.