Xen panics for a moment, spilling a splash of wine over her cheek before she manages to catch the wine in her mouth.  She looks on at the human girl with a scolding glare that gives way to amusement... she drinks heartily and, when the tap is closed, she catches her breath with a soft laugh and wipes her mouth with one armored hand.  "Oh, I see-- get me glutted with wine to shut up my whining?"<br/><br/>She cranes her long neck and opens the tap to pour another mouthful, but the well of her slender neck doesn't clench as she swallows-- instead, a fire in her eyes and a fierce grin on her youthful lips, she seizes for the human's light hair and nape and places their mouths together.  Not a kiss at first, until the human doesn't fight it, and then, with the careful precision of a lover, she spills the wine into the young woman's mouth.  She then tentatively eases her grip, just to see, perhaps, if the human girl will bolt from such a bold move.  She searches the girl's eyes and grins-- she's terrible at reading people, and seems uncertain if Aeryn's response is what she intends.<br/><br/>Giggling softly again, she leans back against the cave wall, cutting her eyes suggestively to draw Aeryn's attention to where Morgan's clothes fall unceremoniously away.  She scrutinizes Aeryn's face for hints of discomfort, or of attraction, or of acceptance.  When the fairer, more willowy elf slides into bed next to the wolf, she lifts a brow in response... unable to stifle a girlish laugh, she covers her mouth and begins loosening the buckles on her gauntlets.  Her eyes are challenging, almost playful, as if to say only... "well?"