Lion Head Mesa dying for pie

it is one hell of a deal.

while tuna never adopted the role of an attendant before, it couldn't be worse than all the babysitting she did for her parents. this time, instead of little annoying puppies, all she'd have to do is look out and possibly entertain a full-grown adult who could voice their needs without crying! it almost sounded too good to be true.

"well," she comes to say with a roll of her shoulders in a shrug, "i ain't got nothing tah lose here. she sounds like my type of lady to spend time with too." thankfully tuna naturally got along with most she's crossed paths with, and so long as this senmut didn't lie of what personality the queen harbored, tuna had no reason to not agree to the terms.

besides, she was no dummy when it came to hearing about the possibility to rise. perhaps not for tuna, as she lacked the drive for power, but she'd never turn down an offer to be respected more.

"when can i meet her?"