Isaera grins as she is pulled, relishing the moment as the human fiddles with the overtly complex belt buckles she had a strange fondness for. She giggles, offering a hand if needed.<br/><br/>"besides... I find a little bitchiness is a good thing... wouldn't want everyone to be all sweet..." She grins, caressing the girl with the barest tips of her fingers, a soft, shiver inducing caress. "I'm your bitch, and you're my brilliant chemical genius."