The groan of the house around them causes Aiyaka to freeze in place, the hairs on her tails standing on end. Only to have her jump when the barrels behind her burst! She looking back to see a wave of liquid washing against the Kari that had been holding her, she squealing and lifting her legs, nearly jumping into the arms of what could likely soon become her predator. She not wanting for a moment to be washed back down into the 'stomach' of this house. "Careful, careful....it seems the house really liked having us." she says, with a mixture of caution and cheer. As it was obvious Cyra was much too big, too stable to be effected by the rush of the wine.<br/><br/>she cocking her head to look up at the Kari "I..honestly don't know." is all she can say in response to her question. That is at least until the shock of the moment wears, off and she begins to wriggle her pert little rear against those lower lips of Cyra once more. Feeling her tail lodged deeply inside she curls and caresses it against the woman within. "I'm sure it has something to do with....my flavor." she coos out seductively. Aiyaka happy to allow the Kari to mostly carry her up the stairs and away from the depths of this hungry house.