Solistrae giggles actually and runs a finger gently along the collar.  Somehow having that made her feel much better.  She practically bounces to the awaiting lap.  Playfully her tail rises as she gently places herself upon the lap and as she settles she folds her wings against her back and shakes back her long hair.  Somehow, she has moved from entertainer to servant or slave?  She wonders briefly just in which direction she was progressing?