Aine nodded in agreement with the orc's statement- the inn never did seem to rest, for sure. A laugh bubble up and broke past her lips shortly after as she was asked why she was here. After taking a moment to drink from her cup of cider and compose herself, the lavender skinned long-ear  ran the back of her forearm along her lips and shifted in her seat so she could face Huni. Her eyes narrowed slightly and her amber gaze grew just a little more discerning before the older woman gave a nonchalant little shrug of her broad shoulders and felt that signature, fang-filled grin of hers once more push the limits of her facial anatomy. “ A mother is allowed to indulge, no?” Her eyes followed Huni's own but eventually they fall back towards the orc's once more, her grin still seeming to grow.<br/><br/>It was then that she laughed again and shook her head, beads clattering loudly together. “I came here to see Booty Bay and found this place.  Of course, indulging myself is a given.” She said as much with a natural, shameless ease-- Aine was certainly a woman none too scared of her own sexuality. After filling Huni in on the purpose for her visit, Aine once against swiveled on her stool so that she could face the bar and drank deep from her cup until there was nothing left. After a relieved sigh was heaved she rolled her neck with a satisfyingly loud pop and closed her eyes. “That's what you're here for, no?”<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>