Even in her current state, Gaia still had her pride. After all, she hadn't gone through her life just to lose all sense of it because of her current state of physical illness. No, she clung to pride tightly, and that was undoubtedly the only reason she'd put forth effort into appearing not as haggard as she actually. She couldn't cover up every trace of it, but she did have a more presentable appearance currently. Make up was a wonderful thing.
"Had Ares been here when I had made my inquiries, that thought would have occurred to me than to let some simple barbarian to have power over me. Though I cannot help but say I rather enjoyed repaying his kindness. Pity that death did not stick to the other woman that looks like me and her bitch of a guard dog." There was a bit of a smirk for a few moments. She had rather enjoyed playing that part. And she couldn't really say anything bad about Moriarty per say as he had given her this house in the first place. And now she'd managed to keep hold of it, so she wasn't about to complain.
Once in the bath house, Gaia slipped free of her dress, taking a few moments to take a deep breath and steady herself. The tremors in her hands were getting worse, but she tried to ignore them as best as she could. It was when Livia stepped into the bath that Gaia noticed the vial around her neck. And it was so obviously the vial of opium. She had momentary tunnel vision on it before she tore her gaze away from it as Livia spoke.
And oh she realized the game Livia was playing. How could she not? Gaia spent her life playing games with people, dangling what they wanted right in front of them. Still, she was not going to go right in for the opium. Not yet anyway.
"As it stands, I am rather good with my hands." Another little smile and Gaia slid into the water, also not caring who saw her naked. Gaia was proud of her body, of her looks, and she wasn't the type to hide them. She didn't exactly care of Livia would take notice in such a way, Gaia was confident within herself. Moving behind Livia, she moved the woman's hair aside, and then began working the tension out of Livia's back. The tremors were present, but as long as she could focus her hands on doing something, they seemed to be a bit better.