She can't quite resist the urge, wrapping her arms around the offering and squeezing her close, enjoying the taste of her tongue and fighting the urge to just gulp the woman down then and there for a few seconds before pulling away; "I mean," she says without breaking her tight grip on the offering, "I have a pretty good living letting people eat me, giving them... a whole bunch of pleasure from the inside... and then getting out before I get digested," she weakly protests. "I don't even know if I'm going to<span style="font-style: italic">want</span>to eat anyone after this potion wears off!" The rumbling of her stomach, though, is a pretty clear indication that either she's still thoroughly under the influence of the potion or the answer to her question is 'very much yes'; the elf flushes, swallowing away a sudden mouthful of saliva as her resolve begins to visibly weaken.