No, she still won't thank him.

With what little was left of her quickly evaporating courage Raven responded, though she could no longer bring herself to look her tormentor in the eye.

“If I wasn’t going to thank you then what makes you think I’m go to thank you now?”

“Well, you really are quite an obstinate little girl aren’t you? Fortunately I have a time tested method of breaking pigheaded young ladies: Chores!”

Everything went black as Raven felt her eyes roll back. When she came to Raven found herself in large scale kitchen which had clearly fallen in disuse. Dishes were pilled to the ceiling, dust covered every surface, ingredients were scattered all over, and the whole room reeked of rotten food.

“As you can see I haven’t had a proper maid work in this kitchen for quite some time. I suggest you start on those dishes first as they’ve been building up for nearly a century.”

Raven turned and looked at Ssakcik who was now wearing a monocle and dressed in a three piece suit.

“You can dress me up in this degrading outfit, you can even put me in your kitchen, but there is no way I’m going to thank you and there is no way you’re getting me to do your dishes!” Raven told him defiantly.

“Oh, I believe given a little bit of time I can make you conduct yourself like a perfect little wench.” Ssakcik said calmly, knowing how much the word ‘wench’ hurt Raven, “You see, you’re not taking everything into account yet. First, everything I give you is a luxury item as far as I’m concerned so if you don’t properly thank me for your gifts then I certainly won’t be motivated to give you anything new. And I’m sure but if you’re not already hungry then you will be in a few hours. My dear Raven, everything is a luxury to you now… even food.”

Raven said nothing, staring blankly at Ssakcik. She wanted to defy him to the end but she knew eventually she would give in and ‘thank him’ in exchange for food, even if she really didn’t mean it.

“Secondly, I suspect your rebellious streak will disappear once you’ve received proper disciplinary actions.”

“Proper disciplinary actions? You mean don’t you?”

“You can call it punishment if you like but I prefer my way as it sounds better. In most cases the punishment will be scaled to fit the degree of failure as well as any willful disobedience. I’ll give you an example… I’m going to depart and leave you here now. When I come back I expect to see those dishes cleaned and put away. If they are not then I will put you over my knee and spank you like a disobedient brat. Do you understand? Good.”