Thumbing through a few pages, Xentia stops when Cathy starts to wonder about what it would feel like to be eaten.  “Trust me, it’s quite the sensation.  I don’t know if I would say that it’s the most comfortable feeling I’ve experienced, but it’s close, especially depending on what species you happen to be inside at the time.  Incidentally, nagas are one of the better ones in that regard - more than enough space so you don’t have to worry about being forced into a little ball, but tight enough that you feel it over your whole body.  I think you’ll find that that kind of...willingness, I suppose, is more common than you think.  Gurglemeisters are just the only major girl group to really embrace it, albeit to a more significant extent than most.”<br/><br/>Looking down at the book as Cathy asks where she got it from, Xentia smiles and pulls part of her robe open, giving Cathy a quick glimpse of her bare midsection and hip before she turns the flap out, revealing a pocket sewn into the inside of the robe.  “Making a space like that hold more on the inside than it would normally be able to is a fairly common kind of enchantment, and has all sorts of uses.  Most spellcasters will probably have a pocket or two like this on them somewhere.”<br/><br/>When Cathy flops down on the table, Xentia stands and moves behind her.   Her hands settle on the naga’s shoulders before starting to rub and massage, working to relieve the stress that she was obviously experiencing.  “Well, if you really want me to ‘gurgle’ you, I’ll be more than happy to accommodate you, but I have a feeling that you might eventually regret that choice.  If you are truly curious about magic, though, remind me to introduce you to Lalia later.  She’s my current apprentice, and having her serve as a sort of translator for you would be good practice for her, as well as help you understand what’s going on.  Who knows, you might discover a talent for magic you didn’t know about before.”