Still 'seated', she watches the occurrences that follow Aiyaka pulling Vesele away from her flower with undisguised fascination. One hand strays to her lower lips, stroking them in the same way Vesele had not too long ago, and she shifts her weight as she continues to stare. "Gods," she murmurs, perhaps to herself, "Sweet talk like that might even get me in someone's mouth-" she breaks off as Anita climbs into the fray, forming a third person in the writhing pair. Oddly, she's unconcerned about Aiyaka feeding herself to Vesele- that would just be one more item on the bill Vesele owed her not too long from now, and the woman was clearly of her own sound mind save possibly for extreme lust. Anita, though... she grunts in warning, using two legs to pull the paralyzed mousegirl away from the fray. Almost as an afterthought, she starts pushing the rodent into her mouth, already extremely lubricated from watching Vesele and Aiyaka enjoy each others' presence. Not that she'd digest the poor thing. Of course. That'd be Rude. No, she'd just... give her a ride, carry her back home. That was the ticket. Meanwhile, she splits her gaze between Aiyaka's head entering Vesele's mouth and Anita's mouth at Aiyaka's flower, ready to pull the 'catgirl' away from her friend if need be.