Xochitli had turned her head to the side to view the others that had arrived when she felt the touch of something around her waist. Amber eyes fall to the tentacle that has slithered around her waist and is rubbing against her stomach. A nervous giggle escapes her full lips as her hands fall to the appendage that has begun to burrow against her belly button. In an effort to keep it from going anywhere else, she makes sure to block its passage with her hands, before finally pushing it away.<br/><br/>Clearing her throat, Jewel waited for the meeting to start, pulling her shirt away from her body in an attempt to make believe nothing had just happened. Of course, her shirt just clung to her again without hesitation.