See what's wrong with Polyxena

Polyxena's attitude troubles you - she doesn't seem as confident, as spunky, as she did before. When you're confident that you won't be caught going to see her, you slip out of your room and make your way to hers.

You stride in without knocking, surprising her sitting at her desk. "Dominus!" she says with a start, quickly getting to her feet. "What...how may I serve you, Dominus?"

You frown. "Something seems to be the matter, Polyxena. You seemed...off, earlier."

"Did I, Dominus? I apologize."

"Don't waste my time with that. Just tell me - what is bothering you?"

Polyxena regards you for a moment, green eyes wary. Finally she lifts her chin, and says, "Dominus, I am a very smart woman."

"...I'm sorry?"

"I am a smart woman, Dominus. I speak three languages, I can do sums, I'm a good reader of people...I am more than a cunt, ass, and mouth." You blink in surprise. "I know you know this. But it seems that all you see me as is a body to bend as you would. I know that's your prerogative. But I must tell you that you're underutilizing my skills."

Such forward speech from a **** takes you by surprise, to say the least.