"I'm sorry." She apologized, as he finished cleaning her neck. As she followed him into the kitchen, she shook her head at the sight. What dishes hadn't been taken were shattered across the floor. The kitchen cabinets were open, stripped of their contents. 
"I'm afraid that breakfast might be postponed.." She sighed. She would have to gather what she could from the house and sell it in town.. Cateline pushed blonde strands away form her face, little dirt streaks looked like brown highlights. 
When Damien phased through the wall, her eyes widened. His abilities were probably close to infinite, and it wasn't likely that she would see them all in a short time. She would have to keep mental notes of his plethora of skills. 
Cateline let out a small sigh. She would love to be able to sit around in the lovely white dress.. "The gray one, please, Damien." She reached out for it. "It would be best not to call attention myself if we'll be leaving the manor.. And we could sell the white one, to give us money for our travels." There would be no point in ruining the white dress. Their future was unclear and they would be better off if she was in something a little more low-key.