Nero flinched so slightly upon hearing that the other maid had decided to continue berating her for not falling on her act. She bit her lip, as she tried to concentrate in making the elven bread. Much like a novel writer, all she did was finding herself at the realization that the great Nero, the once captain of the Ravens, and tamer of Soulscale, was being subdued by a simple cooking recipe.

Plus the maid's ranting wasn't helping. Nero's temper flared up for the briefest of moments, before looking at the maid.

"You know, my senior maid, if you happen to be the fraternal sister of Sult Sunfield you've got to have a thick skin for some things." Nero added, recalling the earlier incident of Sult reasserting her, er... gender to sir Gillian. "You have to up the game..." she indicated as she walked towards her senior maid but junior in age, blatantly disregarding personal space until their noses almost touched.

"You get...this, up and personal... and then whisper them in a voice not unlike the one you make when having pleasant dreams." She said, as she lowered her voice, her lips drawing closer and closer... "and then you ask for a kiss." She added, almost touching the other maid, but pulling out in the last second. It had nothing to do with the fact she was about to kiss a girl. She had kissed girls as part of his male disguise as the Raven Captain, but Nero realized that falling for the same antics as her own sister would do no good for the order.

She then scampered, dodging the other kitchen workers and trying to head elsewhere. "This won't do... maybe they have a recipe in the library?" She thought, as she headed off, in decisive steps, towards the place where the knowledge of the Roses was kept.