Lowering herself back down to Jaku's furred form, Kellus drapes her upper body across Jaku's trunk as the day's exertions start to catch up to her.  The warmth and tingle of Arkain's magic is met with a contented-sounding groan, and she leans back somewhat into his touch as he reaches a particularly tender spot.  Looking back as he explains a bit about the origin of his self-aware tail, she wonders what kind of magic or other abilities would have been involved with someone granting a specific portion of another's body life separate from it's owner.<br/><br/>Her thoughts are interrupted by a quiet knock on the door.  As the door opens to reveal another group of otters, she pokes her head up to study them, just as they must be looking at the group of nagas.  The fact that they don't appear near as nervous as some of the other crew had looked earlier is a good sign, although she wasn't sure how they would react if Tamara told them what had happened to what were presumably their children.  At Tamara's comment, however, her stomach grumbles quietly in concert with Arkain's, and she becomes very aware of both the fact that she hasn't had anything to eat in her current incarnation as well as the fact that there are more than enough otters for each of them to get at least one.  Furthermore, thanks to Jaku's efforts while she was still reforming within him, Kellus' mind was bubbling up with borrowed memories of eating more than a few meals like the one standing in front of them.<br/><br/>Beckoning with one of her hands, she waves them inside.  "No point in standing out there; come on in!  Truly, there isn't any need to be afraid around us."