Chrysalis took a second to shake her mane out, before answering. “Well, all kinds will do. Certain changelings have a taste for specific forms of love, with lust often being the most fun to earn.” She gave a smile and a lick of her fangs upon noticing his shoulders squirm in discomfort. “But anything will do, generally. Changelings often don’t have many chances to be picky, so we have to just feed on whatever is offered to us.”