<br/>Terri just stared blankly for awhile.  "You... like to be looked at?  Well, I guess that does explain a lot of things.."  Terri gave a soft sigh, starting to make her way back up to the second floor.  "The only one I'd really want looking at my places, girly or otherwise, is the mistress.."  A blush crossed her cheeks, a bit different from the one from before.  "...and even that, really... uhm...  What was I saying?"<br/><br/>She shook her head, trying to focus on what's in front of her, climbing the stairs toward the upper halls where the Maid's quarters lie.  "Well, Hopefully there isn't too much work that still needs to be done..."<br/><br/>Terri made a first stop into her own room,  of course it was well maintained, though the furnishings were a bit odd to say the least.  A full suit of armor stood against the window, and the walls were filled with an array of medieval style weaponry.  Swords, bows, arrows, crossbows, spears, maces, halberds, even some far eastern tools, matching the sword that was still holstered at her waist.  Terri moved in front of her armoire seemingly a bit reluctant to give up the uniform she held...  But the mistress' orders were absolute.  She closed her eyes determinedly as she hung the uniform back on it's hangar.  She then game the room a full examination, anything to take her mind off her current state.   Outside of a loose bedsheet that was quickly corrected, however, there wasn't much to be corrected.<br/><br/>Terri took a deep breath, looking back toward the hall and trying not to look at anything in particular.  "Well, everything seems satisfactory here..  Let's move on to the hall, and the next room once that is done."<br/><br/>