<span style="color: #330066">"I'm sure I will." </span>She looked at the fork she was given then started to pick the food off of the plate and poured the liquid into her mouth with surprising cleanliness for how barbaric her eating habits were.<span style="color: #330066"> "This is quite good. I don't like the cooked fruit but everything else is quite nice... that's that little trident for?"</span><br/><br/>Nyarien didn't have time to react or protest to Ophidian's actions, exhaustion now firmly gripped her and once she was painted she offered him a small smile.<span style="color: #ff0000">"You did good... for your first time with me. Not bad, male." </span>She gave a teasing grin and moments later seemed to have passed out.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>