[She's been learning a bit about modern fashion, and doing her best to follow Natalia's guidance - she's wearing a nightgown with a slightly translucent skirt, but she has the good sense to wear some modest but lacy bloomers under it.

She sets about pouring tea for them, and glances up at him with a shy smile.]

I hope black rose is okay, it's my favorite. Do you want honey?

[As to the second question... her face falls a bit, but she tries to keep the smile pointedly.]

I suppose I'm not used to sleeping alone anymore. I was married before I came here... some nights it's difficult not to think of my husband.