If it had been anyone else, maybe Eliza would have thought such a request was innocuous.  Perhaps the flippant girl that Eliza Dorcha pretended to be would have been fooled into thinking that this was a simple request for entertainment.<br/><br/>The two of them though, were bene gesserit trained.  They didn't have to let anyone know what they were thinking, but could convey whole conversations with each other, should they choose to.  Admittedly, Eliza didn't know enough of the secret arts to be able to do that, but she could tell something important was happening.<br/><br/>"Of course, Nadira."  She said flippantly, standing from her seat and walking down the steps, her skirt swaying gently as she came closer.  She followed Nadira to the secure chamber where Oksana and Lakshmi waited for them.  She entered the room and looked between the two of them.  She could tell the girl had been crying.<br/><br/>"What is with the long faces?  Is this an orgy or a funeral?" She said rather casually.  "What's wrong?"