Finished with cooking and working with the stove.  Susan would take off her apron and hang it.  As she take her position next to his chair kneeling.  She hold her plate in her lap of her thighs.    Matthew would come in and give a awkward look to her, as he first pours himself a large glass of milk.  Then would sit down at his seat and dinner set out.<br/><br/>Hearing your frustration, as you speak of finding out why.  But not to who she was sold to, the sister of that apprentice at the tattoo pallor.   She would have an idea pop in her head.<br/><br/><em>"Perhaps a internet cafe, you might find someone to hack master.  You could always seek such as wanting to find her to convince the owner to sell her to you."</em><br/><br/>She offer up in suggestion.