One wishes to compliment the maids' writing, though is unsure how. One guesses speaking about one's favourite theme of them being love, care, appreciation. The tenderness that is carried out (be it to friend or, in the latest completed writing, subdued foe), in spite of the constant conflict. That no matter what, warmth and happiness can be felt amidst the coldest and harshest of conditions. It warms one up as well.
Blackrose Sets The Tea Service Before The Catgirl Succubus. As She Pours, Her Sharp Voice Replies, "You Are Too Kind. I Have Simply Strived To Keep My Blade In Its Scabbard."
Blackrose Curtsies Deeply. Her Perfume Mixes With The Aroma Of The Fresh Tea.
"What Can I Make Happen For You?"











