You walk into the kitchen, looking for Vintha. Expectedly, she was preparing dinner. Her expression was as bland as ever, even after she realized you were there. “Oh.. Hello, Master.” Vintha says quietly, sounding as disinterested as any other day. It was rare for her to acknowledge anyone in the first place. She finishes stirring whatever she was making, putting a lid on the pot. She walks towards you, as she looks up at you. “What is it you require of me, Master?” She asks coldly.