Lion Head Mesa tea at the treedome

she'd give her a bath?

well, Tuna has bathed many in her time, counting on the fact that her ma and pa were ALWAYS popping out kids every chance they got. though the fellahin was hopeful that Toula enjoyed her baths more than others (which would hopefully mean no kicking and screaming while getting scrubbed).

a silent nod is given and tuna would come to accompany the side of Toula towards the chambers she had just exited. grooming was an easy thing to enjoy at least, like brushing your little sister's hair and putting it into a gentle braid. Tuna did her best to not walk in front of the divine one but instead remain at her side as a gentle escort.

"ah know 'ah could ask tha' others," she comes to say as the walk with one another, "but what are miz' Toula's favorite smells? and favorite furs ta wear?" it was easy to get others to talk about themselves, for one. and for two, it gave Tuna perhaps a sense that she might be actually able to befriend the queen rather than just remain a servant. or one could hope and dream, anyways. "and maybe y'ew might share what yer' favorite meal is too?" 

there was much to learn about the ways of Akashingo, but even more about how to serve Toula best.