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Yoki was too good at this, either that or Sara was just far too easily influenced; considering how limited her actual real experience was with this particular sort of relationship (though certainly not for lack of trying on her end) she might've been jumping into the deep end far too soon. But she was certainly capable of swimming right along even if it meant her face reddened more significantly as Yoki - the Goddess - announced to the three guests the exact nature of Sara's position within her own home. 

It had been less than half a day and already Sara felt less like the home-owner of her own place. 

To match her deeply blushed face her body heat had risen and there were subtle indications in her body language. Her legs were gently shaking and her lips were twitching. As she stood to allow the three into her home, she must've resembled a person barely able to contain their excitement with how she was fidgeting. She wasn't ready for others to know! What would they think of her? Would they be like so many others who looked at her like she was some sort of freak? Would they be like her Goddess? No...no surely no one could be like her; there was only one, after all. That was how these things worked. Hopefully...hopefully they would say nothing. And yet the thought of it was adding to her already strawberry complexion. 

Yoki was quite good at that. 

[color=00FFFF]"M-M-Make yourself at home, Shau..."[/color] the reserved, soft spoken tone returned, though traces of the overly eager pet from before was seeping through, pawing at the door ready to reveal itself again. [color=00FFFF]"I know it's probably small..."[/color] 

Other than Shau, who seemed to be similar to Sara - in that they were both simple humans (though Sara believed Shau to be higher on the tree of cute than herself), there was a young, pale girl who must've been one of Shau's new residents. Sara couldn't immediately place just what Haru was but she didn't exactly mind either way. Then there was the largest of the bunch, that being the rather red arachne. Red was definitely the color of the day as far as Sara was concerned, which was perfectly fine with her. 

[color=00FFFF]"Ms. Light!"[/color] Sara found her voice, though it was still soft spoken in its urgency, [color=00FFFF]"You can't just jump onto someone's back! She's our guest![/color] She didn't sound angry. She wasn't sure if she COULD sound angry. She wasn't even sure that Light had heard her. Regardless she offered a bow to the arachne, her own lightly dyed hair clinging to her forehead. [color=00FFFF]"I'm sorry, ma'am. If you need me to move some things around fo-"[/color] The regular paleness of her skin was in danger of returning as she spoke, but then her Goddess called her 'darling pet' and the blush and goofy grin returned in a flash. 

[color=00FFFF]"Mew!"[/color] Sara purred, actually mewled like a cat, in front of Shau, Haru, and the arachne in response to Goddess' words. The reserved speech and expression falling to the wayside in favor of the second part of her personality. It took the sound of ceramic breaking to snap her back from the world of her dreams. 

[color=00FFFF]"Ah! Miss Haru-"[/color] Sara bounded her way towards the zombie, her steps brisk but with purpose. [color=00FFFF]"Please don't touch it, you might cut yourself. Do...do you need a chair? I...I'll pick this up..."[/color] She was feeling dizzy. Things needing her attention in order to be a good hostess, and now she was neglecting her duties to her Goddess. 

[color=00FFFF]"Miss Shau, my your demis are...lively."[/color] 

Today was definitely not ordinary.[/center]

[sub][@Archmage MC][@KawaiiKyouko][@ineffable][@Argetlam350][@liferusher][/sub]