Cateline's face burned a bright red as her newly acquired servant undressed her. Besides her father when she was a babe, no man had laid eyes on her naked form. But, she gave no hesitations in helping him help her get dressed. 
"Thank you, Damien.." She nodded, running her hands over the fabric that shielded her body now. 
As she watched Damien cook, she kept shaking hands folded in front of her. She was starting to feel dizzy, but refused to show a sign. She thought of where he may have sent her clothing. If he was some kind of Hell beast, was that where he sent it? 
Sitting as Damien pulled her chair. Cateline nodded again. "Thank you, Damien." She started eating, it having been some amount of time since she had a real meal. Hearing Damien, she looked up. Her eyes widened, and she gave a tiny frown. "Oh, no thank you.." She shook her head. "But it is very good." Did he eat everything like that? Maybe they would have a thing or two to teach each other..