Almost nothing.

If there is something smaller than a micro-bikini, Selas is wearing that. There is so little fabric there, that she'd be more dressed just wearing pasties. But what drives this look over the top is the bright gold hue that her whole face has adopted. "There. Much better," Nanny Mara says, serving out the portions of dinner, completely nonplussed about her Mistress's near nudity. To save Selas from further embarrassment, you keep your head firmly locked facing your plate, until your portion is served. Muttering thanks, you wait until you've been given leave to eat.

Any apprehension you had about Nanny Mara's cooking vanishes with the first bite. The meat is tender and buttery, the herbal aromatics tingle across your taste buds and the broth is almost thick enough to chew. The bread, you could eat it on it's own. It's soft, white insides is peppered with nuts and berries you've never seen or tasted before, and there's a sweetness to it. You can almost feel a warmth travel down your esophagus, into your stomach and radiate outwards, filling every muscle with power. You think you might have misheard it, but you think that your shirt just tore at the biceps.

But, apart from the scraping of cutlery and the screeching of lesser demons, it's silent at the table. "So, Ms. Mara... how was your trip?" you ask, trying to break the tension. "I noticed you used a car instead of the ritual circle thing."

"Quite well actually. Thank you for asking," she replies, putting her cutlery down. "I had considered using a portal, but I thought it prudent to familiarize myself with the surrounding area and it's facilities. It's good to know what's around and where resources are available. It also gave me some time to... reacquaint myself to the current environment. Last time I was among humans, they had just invented instant coffee. And please, as the Mistress' consort, call me Mara."

"I'd rather not be impolite Ms. Mara, but... if you're alright with that," you cough, getting ready to address the elephant. "And uh, your journey wasn't too... taxing, was it?"

Nanny Mara looks between you and Selas shrewdly and dabs at her chin with a napkin. "Right to it then, hm?" She takes a sip of her drink and leans back in her chair, resting her arms on her chest. "Well, nothing a good night's sleep won't fix, but if you're offering me...a nightcap, I wouldn't turn it down."

You turn your head to face Selas and you see her shiver. You recall that she finds the idea of you sleeping with her Nanny gross, but you did discuss with her that it would only be proper. Plus, you get the feeling that it's a good idea to be on your children's caregiver's good side.