Ter'ra would eat the meal slowly, trying to make small talk among the party to try and distract the sorceress from the promise of fulfilling her desires. The drow would wander the temple overnight, looking for perhaps a ritual room or a seed storage to hide in for the night? Perhaps it was recent dreams, her past goals, or a deep seated desire, the elf wanted as many children as could safely grow within her. She knew ambient magic, and would be surveying the building to find her fertile resting place with the highest concentration of must powerful magic. Perhaps this overwealming desire would be her downfall, given the adventure afoot. Thankfully elven pregnancy is a multi-year affair, and even if the process were somehow sped up, she would have a good amount of time... hopefully...