Snippet #2681116

Seth sat down in a seat as the maid motioned and waited patiently. His ears twitched before he heard the loud yelling and clanging of metal. When Nadiya asked if they should do something, he could only look at her innocently and shrug; he had no clue what they were even aloud or not aloud to do. Perhaps the kitchen was an off limits area he thought. But he did consider that poking his head in and dismissing any food that was about to be prepared wouldn't hurt.... But he was too late, as the maid came back to the door. Once the maid was through the door, he didn't notice at first the protusion, perhaps because it was directly aimed at him and made it far less visible? But he certainly heard his companions sounds of horror. He looked to her and asked, "what's wrong!?" Before looking back to the maid to ask her something when he finally noticed the skewer as well. Shocked at first, he started to realize something. He was on the tip of discovery, but couldn't quite reach it. But he was aware of one fact; these maid were not 100% natural humans. Something had been modified or these beings were not of the human race to begin with. Which was the case, he was not sure of. But if something didn't bleed, it was certainly not a human anymore.

He saw Nadiya look back at him, like she was about to ask something and dismissed her own thought. She began trying to ask the maid questions so she may help, which was nice. To show compassion to every thing, good or evil, living or not, this girl seemed like a factory for the stuff. She was the kindest person he had ever met in his life. Rivaling even.... his head started to sting, memories trying to surface but trapped, as if the surface were glazed over by a thick ice. He pushed it aside and spoke to her.

"Miss Nadiya, I can understand how you feel entirely, but I don't think normal first aid will this person; I think we can do almost nothing to help, but I don't think this maid requires our help either. She appears to be doing very well for someone in her position. Perhaps we should hurry and eat so that she may take us to wherever our quarters are and let her leave. The master may be upset if she doesn't complete her duties and I don't want to get her in trouble. But the longer we take the longer she has to stay waiting on us. It would be better for her if we were to hurry." He tried to give a warm smile, sort of succeeding. He knew that if Nadiya was true to her nature, she might be upset with his decision, but that this was the best way to go in order for the maid to be left alone to fix herself or see whoever took care of these maids as soon as possible, and to not get her in trouble with whoever was in charge here. He thought the latter might just be worse than the first, calling on his experience with his previous 'masters,' who did far worse for far less provocation. Master was a term he would be fearful of and try to stay away from now.

He began to eat his food in large bites, trying to hurry. Before long it was all gone, finishing with the glass of tea. For a moment, he thought he had taken food or drink down the wrong tube as he once heard a human say, as he started to cough and felt something in his throat. He covered his mouth and the coughing eventually went away. But, it left behind a trace in the form of a small splotch of red on his hand. He grimaced, but realized Nadiya may notice and immediately put his hand in his lap with the other over top of it and lost his previous expression, trying to replace it with a happier one. "I'll have to go see aemon later... might be another side effect...." he whispered to himself.