Debbie's ears lowered slightly to either side of her head to block out the general noise and more easily focus on what the now smiling lamia was saying. She simply nodded in response to the observation that she had slept well, reflecting that a good night's sleep usually followed an unprofitable day for her, briefly looking down at her meal thankfully. She quite enjoyed the way that Nesea spoke, whose voice seemed to have a naturally calming effect, causing her own lips to raise in a slight smile. She supposed that Minxx's girls were competition for the dancer as well, and perhaps the two of them had more in common than she'd considered.<br/><br/>"I'm good enough," she answered the question honestly, though it was also the response she had learned most people expected to hear when they asked out of politeness rather than curiousity. She turned her head just briefly to glance at the other early risers and the ones who had yet to find a bed from the previous night. A few of them stood out to her, confirming what she intended to follow up with, especially the malformed young man with covered eyes. "I can't complain in any case, with so many who seem worse off." Her tail swished once, brushing along the floor as it moved to the other side of her chair. "I hope that Avalon's been treating you well lately? I always stop by your street when I have the time."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>