Saphira chuckled. "It's a perk of being a part-dragon," She replies teasingly, hanging up the phone after ordering their meals. "And sometimes it doesn't satisfy." She hinted her more desirable meal, but had yet to make a decision of whether or not to devour Marcellus and reform him through the night. Saphira walked over to the bed, rubbing her flat stomach quickly and laid down on the soft mattress. "We can have more fun after if you feel up to it."