Cerise would smell the aroma of sausage cooking, her stomach churning with anticipation of what was to come. Mon dieu, would she ever get a break from being sick? She bolted to empty her guts of any remnants of stew and bread, eventually kneeling while hugging what she referred to as a throne. She shuddered deeply as she let herself rest like that without shame, it was better than leaving only to come back and repeat the performance. She knew that she would not be able to work that day, though she was willing to give it a go. After a bit, she finally got up and took care of the evidence. She was still not used to the plumbing, it was convenient. She soon rinsed her mouth and moved to use the shower thing, deciding this was a good excuse to bathe. She wasn't in the mood for bathing together, so it was a good thing he was cooking at the moment. She was in the tub while he made food. Then she got up and dressed in something comfortable, a blouse and a skirt basically, nothing fancy and not really intended for work. She omitted the corset since she was decided on staying home for the day. She was intending to send a message to let het employer know she was taking the day off.