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The mage raised an eyebrow towards the fox and nodded.  That made since - if there was an imperfection with her appearance the fox could just transform again and it would be gone.  She actually felt a little jealous.  Of course, she could be trained to help her out but the offer of a massage took Selvina back.  [color=gray]"... a massage ...?[/color]  It was obvious she was still waking up as she yawned and brought the comb in her hair a few times just to get rid of the worst tangles.  [color=gray]"... yeah.  Thank you, Sly ..."[/color]  The noble adjusted their nightgown so the shoulder straps wouldn't get in the way of her dress and used her right arm to make sure it was still propped up.

Maybe her initial impression of the familiar was wrong, or she was happy after having a bit of free time the previous night?  If she kept up this ... comparably good ... behavior she'd find a nice reward, but the mage had no idea what exactly she could be given.  It wasn't a great massage, but then again the fox had been locked in a cage for the past thousand years or so.  The mage simply allowed herself to press against the hands though and let out a sigh of satisfaction - if she ever returned to her father's estate she would be able to order the servants there to give her better ones every day, but this was certainly better than nothing.

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Taken a liking to her?  Fia shot Livia a look of protest as her feelings became apparent through the bond.  Hadn't it been obvious that she had only passed the teddy-bear off to get rid of the Hydra?  As Gwynn left the door though the fire haired girl resigned herself and realized that the headmistress was trying to get her to meet new people.  Especially happy, overly excited idiots.  It's not that the girl was evil or anything but ... despite being the same age, the phoenix sensed that this girl hadn't been through anything like herself.  She didn't hate the girl, but how were they supposed to relate.  What were they supposed to 'play' together anyways?  

Of course if she told the girl off she assumed that Livia would be angry with her, and after how nice the headmistress was the previous day ... with a sigh Fia decided to be a bit diplomatic as she crawled back over to the various stacks of paper on the floor as she started to shift her hands through them.  [color=salmon]"... I'm ... busy with these ..."[/color]

She seemed to shuffle through various stacks of paper and gradually divided piles into subpiles.  [color=salmon]"... sort based on ... priority ... type ... alphabet ... signatures ..."[/color]  For once the phoenix was glad that she had so much paperwork.  [color=salmon]"... I'll finish around ... six ... eight at night ...?"[/color]  Livia would sense she became more relaxed as she wasn't required to play some silly games with her outside.

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[color=blue]"I ... I promise I won't."[/color]  The night prowler seemed upset to say that, but it was important she at least got the contents of the message across before she beat the ever living shit out of that goddamn bitch.  The mage would sense the remaining violence in their bond, although she would sense that it was far more controlled than before.

As she looked at the motion to follow the cat walked by the archwizard's side, surprised at how heavy a complete set of newer clothes seemed.  This archwizard was being fairly nice to her though.  But ... [color=blue]"Hey, Archwizard.  You got a title or something?"[/color]  She expected something like 'Vesulurxa the Grand Doll Master' but would probably let the wizard state what was going on herself.