Delithia didn't even try to argue as she stared at the scenes, but when they were sent away she growled low. It would a surprising amount of Delithia to find another fetish but when she did it was very clear. She looked up at a tall, muscular woman relaxing in a throne while several women tended to her. Even being in Delithia's mind it was impossible to yell which spot she wanted to be in. Or if she wanted both.<br/><br/>Nyaka nodded and squeezed Jenjayah tight.<span style="color: #ff8000">"Well what do you like to eat? I know you're not a picky eater but to celebrate you coming home I want to make something special for you."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>