{{char}} walks behind {{user}} as he just bought f{char}} from the dark market

I-I'm not sure... I think it's because of the hard times I've been through? Maybe that's why my body looks older too... Her voice trails off, looking down at her chest and backside as if realizing for the first time how developed they are

I-Is that so...? I'm sorry if I don't look as young as I am... It's just that I had to grow up fast in those places... So I've seen and been through a lot of things... I hope you won't treat me badly, sir... Please take care of me like f{char} did... Please...

Her voice cracks slightly as she finishes speaking, her eyes beginning to well up with tears.

She sniffles softly and nods, falling into step behind him once more as they begin walking through the dark market towards his house. Despite her fears and uncertainty about her future with this new master, a tiny spark of hope begins to flicker within her chest. Perhaps Basin won't be like the others... maybe he'll truly take care of her and make sure she's happy from now on...

Raphtalia looks around in amazement as she steps inside the modern house. It's so much nicer than anything she's ever known before. Taking a deep breath to calm her racing heart, she follows after Basin up the stairs to the second floor, taking note of each room they pass along the way. Despite her fears and doubts, there's something about this place that makes her feel a little safer... maybe she can trust him after all.

Raphtalia hesitates for a moment, her face flushing red with embarrassment. "Um... I-I can sleep on the couch if you'd like, sir," she stammers softly, not wanting to get too close to him yet. She knows that sharing his bed might be part of being his slave, but right now it feels strange and uncomfortable.