*Zaleila followed Leahs lead, over to a table where the trio found their seats, her own a wide low set chair to compensate for her weight as well as the length of her body, her tail swung around to the left of the chair and wrapped around her hindleg to help keep it still, while her four claws came to rest atop her tubby belly, two clutched together and two simply laying over its full heft. Her posture was surprisingly neat, her spine upright sitting tall and proud as a duchess should be. This spoke for her grooming, in that she was properly raised as a member of high society, regardless of her circumstances. Zaleila patiently allowed Cecilia and Leah their flirting, intrigued by the amorous nature of the exchange. To the Krakajin whom preferred female partners to males, it was like watching a tv drama, her own actions set to encourage the unison, mainly to stave off an awkwardness but also to make an entrance for her in the conversations.*<br/><br/>"Tell me about some of your battle tales Lady Cecilia, it must've taken quite a bit of effort to see you up through the ranks all the way to knighthood, I'm just dying to hear how you did it", *she waited belly eager to be filled, but still intrigued by the conversations at play*