When Wric entered the room, while his eyes went to her body, her eyes went to the numerous boxes of pizza in his hands. How much did he think she ate? Her mouth just gaped and her brows furrowed in incredulity, barely paying attention to what he just said. When he put the boxes down, she moved closer to him, looking inside each of the boxes to see what he got, before taking a slice of the least exotic one and taking a bite.<br/><br/>Moving back further into the room to eat, she turned just in time to witness the exact moment Wric ripped his pants off, and her jaw just dropped. Her slice of pizza just drooped out of her mouth while her eyes remained fixed on what hung between his legs. It was by no means the first of the kind she’s seen. But it was far larger than she was used to seeing. Mythical creatures of the water tended to be more lithe, much like her, and proportionally more petite. Lim was not devoid of curves, both ass and breasts rather perky, but she was by no means as endowed as the hung satyr that stood before her.<br/><br/>Eventually she shook herself out of her stupor and averted her eyes back to the slice of pizza she was eating, barely grumbling a response to his comment. “Uh. Yeah. Sure. Whatever.” Lim moved to take a seat on her bed, keeping her eyes away from him, and doing her best to keep her cheeks from reddening too much, though likely unsuccessfully. She...had nothing to say. What<i>could</i>she say? That he needed to put clothes on while she was allowed to roam more comfortably? She was pretty bitchy, but she wasn’t<i>that</i>ridiculous. Her eyes glanced over back at him again. She was impressed by his physique before when he was clothed. Now she didn’t know how to feel.