"Thank you." Mocha quietly showed the maids her gratitude as they set down the soup. She smiled as she caught the scent of it; it smelled absolutely amazing. It was also wonderful that she wouldn't have to worry too much about any creatures that might have gone into it. While she could deal with most foods that she came across during her time here so far, she couldn't even think about eating meat without feeling queasy. It probably wouldn't be surprising to others considering what she was, though. The ears would probably have clued someone in. 

As she took a taste of the soup, the rabbit-eared girl carefully considered the butler's directions. So they couldn't be hurt by each other while they were there? That was good. She probably had nothing to fear from the others, then. Would they all want to work together, though? She glanced over at the other people at the table. "Is anyone particularly set on working alone? I wouldn't mind working with a group..."