Cara could almost feel the arduous effort the brown brute placed into his pronunciation, though his sentences were still jagged and his tone flat, he could at least convey his thoughts into words. "You're doing good", she praised softly, finding it hard to compliment a grown man for his speaking skills. Though if they were to be friends, she'd have to get used to saying nice things --after all that was what friends were for.
The weak curve that lined her lips curled into a bright smile as the male finally seemed to recognize her as his Queen and congratulated her. Though it was weakened slightly when he gave her a subtle hint that he wanted to go on with his tasks. As cold and heart-less as she could be sometimes she had thought her apology would receive a more emotional response. Though by looking at Sitri she understood why her expectations would've been wrong.
"Carry on", she barked while giving a short nod to dismiss the brute.
