"Very well, my Lady." Damien tucked and folded the white dress into his coat, a dark portal appearing to store it away in some infinite space. "Now then my Lady. As your butler and servant, it is my task of catering your every whim. That includes all dressing duties as well." With that said, Damien began removing the pajama dress from Cateline's slim body.

Unfortunately, no maids were present to do this task, and usually the undressing of a female would be taken care by them. But these were desperate times indeed, and Damien had to fufill all roles to his master now. As a well trained butler, he kept his face calm and stoic, saying nothing as he slipped on the dark gray dress gently. He knew this was no doubt embarrassing his master greatly and so chose to do the task as diligently as possible.

"It is done, my Lady." He took her pajamas and stored them via portal, much like the white dress from before. "Now then. Let us see to breakfast." 

It didn't take long for Damien to prepare the two of them a decent meal. It was, after all, his job. The kitchen didn't have much to work with anyway, and in the end they had a simple dish of bacon and eggs. Placing a full serving on a shattered table, the butler directed Cateline to her seat before sitting down next.

 He bent down towards his own serving, eyeing it for a few seconds....before completely going all out and ripping it apart as he would any human. To say the least...his manner skills were atrocious.

Looking up and grinning, he raised an eyebrow in puzzlement when he noticed the young Warwick staring at his...er, eating habits. "Yes, my Lady? Did you want some more?"