"You... you're scared of me?" Eiyre replies to the dryad, sounding at the same time hurt and ashamed by the revelation. She gives the woman a gentle pat on the back, then slowly removes her arms from around her. "I'm sorry that I frightened you, I thought I was doing the opposite," she apologizes, completely oblivious to the fact that only a few minutes earlier the dryad was trying to figure out how to possibly eat her. Eiyre looks at the dryad, then to the woods where the one had already fled, and finally sadly says, "I guess if you want to go then I won't stop you."<br/><br/>While the dryad makes up her mind, Eiyre rubs her own belly, following Xarithe's hand on the inside. "I'm gonna miss having you in there," she calls to him, "but you're right that it's probably been long enough... at least for now." She turns her head to the side so that Xarithe won't emerge right on top of the dryad. As she waits for him to begin his trip upwards, Eiyre gently massages her throat to loosen up the muscles, in the process also exposing it to Ambrosia to kiss.