She cocks her head to the side, watching the fire. "Well, neither is a good decision, but Jocko would be far more cross if I allowed someone to take advantage." That settles things in her mind.

"I am slated to be the next Mistress. Why would I want to live here, where they do not have proper lodging?" She asks, honestly curious. She sees nothing wrong with how she is being raised, and is glad to have a steady place to live and not be forced, like the streetwalkers, to find a new place to live every day.

"Oh, you have one of the beings they were talking about?" She asks, curiously. She doesn't have one just yet and isn't sure that she wants one, but they ar curious things.