Prayers for the damned

she was greeted, though she wasn't sure if she should like the greeting or not. She looked away from the children sleeping beside their mother though, aware her stares and want to hold them may not be welcomed. Her eyes went to the fore paws of Nephthys. She knew the woman from before, though barely. The question was asked and she wasnt sure if answering was allowed. Hannibal had told her not to speak unless spoken to. She didnt know if it could hurt or not. But she had been asked a direct question.

A hint of a croak came from her, quiet but obviously her voice wasnt used anymore really. She kept her volume low so as not to disturb the young children. "No ma'am." she kept to answering just what she was asked. Her ears fell back. Was nephthys taking advantage of her now too? She'd already been raped by her father, and many others she could hardly name. Then after she had freedom hannibal raped her of that.

The order given was not something she'd had yet. How did one feed her? Should she become tempted to swallow it herself and chew it for the woman or should she just make it strips small enough to be bite sized. She decided to start with the latter for now and see if she was yelled at. She started with the fish, placing a paw on its tail as she ripped a strip of flesh from it. She then leaned carefully toward her and hopefully the proffered food would not be offensive to the woman.