[ Gah, mixed up the colors on the shirts.  Aria has a turquoise shirt, same as Eowyn.  Apologies for any confusion. ]<br/><br/>"It's quite a bit safer for me than for some others as my species has some rather unique adaptations in that regard.  Some suspect that it's a direct boon from one of the goddesses that my people revere; she espouses the natural order and cycle of life, and just as some become prey for a hungry predator, so too may those predators themselves become prey for others.  We just...help the process along, without being removed from it."<br/><br/>Glancing down at Eowyn's far-too-small top, Aria's eyebrows raise when she realizes that Eowyn doesn't know the meaning behind the shirts.  "Assuming that I recognized the intent behind these, this particular shirt indicates that someone wearing one is willing to both consume and<span style="font-style: italic">be consumed</span>, which is why you were getting more than a few odd looks I suspect, as there would be relatively few that could consider you a meal."  Planting a kiss on Eowyn's cheek, Aria can't help but let her tongue linger before it slowly slides up her jawline to her neck.  "Mmmph.  I won't lie - that's one challenge I wouldn't mind attempting."  Still savoring that little taste, Aria starts to laugh when Eowyn mentions that she would prefer a larger meal.  "What, you want me to go fatten myself up a bit first?  That's the first time I've had someone say that I wasn't enough for them, but I suppose given what I suspect your appetite is, it's understandable.  I'll just need to go find a cute barmaid or three..."<br/><br/>Pulling back, she continues on back at her earlier distance, although one hand continues to idly rub and scratch at Eowyn's side.  "I have an idea that should be more than a little fun for the both of us - a contest of sorts.  Let's go a round back at that arena, and whoever wins gets to enjoy the other's company, so to speak, for the rest of the day.  Interested?"