The Empress sighs far louder than she need to before slowly beginning to make her way to the sidelines wherein she spies the outlines of a doorway slowly forming into one of the decorated walls amid some structural decorations. "I suppose I shall see to the pet's feeding then. The pet treats should be prepared by now and I would be a poor owner if I do not ensure the pet has only the best in feed and care," mutters the changeling as she strides ever so slowly towards the silhouettes wherein the faintest of guesses could be drawn, maybe even a Praetorian's cruel visage peeking between two lines of architecture. It is upon reaching said spot that The Empress dims the lights around her until her carapace is the only illumination, its dark purple hues radiating into the blackness around her, distorting the once white into a swirling maelstrom of dark purple miasma bending lines, forcing them to waver.
"Your Pet is sorry if she imposed upon you, my Empress..." Amity meekly replies in response to the sigh, somewhat worried she actually did offend her Owner, but even if not such humility fits her place as a Royal Pet. "And thank you for rewarding me. I feel very honored, like a good Pet~" Amity coos contently, enjoying the gooey rubs and pretty light show.