With her knees against her chest he could see the mounds of flesh pressed in cleavage. The soup did smell good and her made her stomach growl angrily. She had had nothing but a small bowl of rice and tho she had been severly trained that women were not to eat like a man she still found herself ravenous.<br/><br/>Watching as Takeda moved beside the tub she wondered ardently how he ate with his mask on. Her eyes lifting up into his own as she couldn't help but smile a bit when he smelled the soup. As he lifted a piece of the rabbit she assumed she would find out her answer but instead he offered it to her. Her brows furrowed curiously wondering what he was doing.<br/><br/>Leaning forward she wrapped her lips around the sticks as she took a bite of the soup. "It's very good. I was not expecting such a place to have such food." Takeda continued to suprise her like a feral cat who came only to be petted she still was cautious waiting for his claws. "I feel bit silly eating in the tub tho." And for the first time since they had met he heard her laugh, a true laugh not a girlish flirtious giggle but a soft chesty laugh that showed the small dimples on her cheeks. "Will you stay and eat with me Takeda-ran?"<br/><br/>She had questions for him and she wondered if perhaps he might be willing to answer them. Rising from the water she wrapped a cloth around her the white fabric clinging to her wet body as she stepped from the tub. The servant helped her dry her body and hair before she put on the yukata kimono the soft pink cotton tied around her tiny waist by an obi.<br/><br/>Walking over to where Takeda was kneeling she knelt across from him her still damp dark hair hanging over her shoulder with the ends brushing across the bottom,of her left breast so the material grew wet and slick along her flesh. Picking up the other bowl and she bowed her head to thank the gods.<br/><br/>"May I ask you something ?" She waited for his approval and if it were given she lowered the bowl to her lap as she looked at him. "If I am your prisoner and you care only to have me in your company if it suits your well being why are you so kind to me? You could deny me all of this and throw me in the stables. Yet you give me a bed and clothes and food. Why? My sister will not forgive you for stealing me you holds a grudge as long as an elephants memory. Why risk her anger?"