[Being fawned over has become a rare occurrence, and it catches her off guard enough that Letha blushes. A bright smile warms her face, and she nods.]
Well, I don't want you to starve. How about a hug every day in return for working as my maid?
[That seems fair enough - she can't wrap her head around the exchange rate of pounds to touch, and she had never managed to get a living servant back home. The death don't need payment.]
sorry ive been terrible this month
Well, I don't want you to starve. How about a hug every day in return for working as my maid?
[That seems fair enough - she can't wrap her head around the exchange rate of pounds to touch, and she had never managed to get a living servant back home. The death don't need payment.]