She felt a flood of warmth pass through her head, all the pain immediately stopping. "T..thank you" this magic of his was still not quite so normal causing her to stumble on her words slightly. Just as the pain stopped she felt an old sensation returning as heat found such fair cheeks, she smoothed her dress down self consciously now that she had been made aware of her appearance. "I would like that very much, to talk with her I mean...I can't believe she wants to meet me." Now she grew quiet contemplating what the conversation was going to be like. It wasn't until she finished cooking and had two plates loaded up and on the table, one for her one for him, that the comment about her toes registered, she tilted her head looking under the table at her feet. "I can't see why you like my feet, I've always found feet to be a little...odd, but that may be due to Uncle Jackon's dog, he had a little terrier mixed thing that he used to bring over to mom and dads house and it always wanted to lick my feet..I think that's when I started feeling odd about them." She picked up her fork and began to eat, suddenly ravenous, she did have some manners such as not smacking or talking with her mouthful but she was hunched over her plate and every now and then her fork would scrap against it. For such a thin girl she found somewhere to put away everything she'd put in front of her