Smiling, Mareth shrugged at Sylvia's reaction, but before she could get a proper reply, they were interrupted again. She avoided a sigh, fortunately, and looked at the food with a slightly raised eyebrow before starting to try it. But she giggled softly at Sylvia's commentary, and her own voice continued in that soft, unruffled tone. "It looks quite good, yes. Though unlike most of our kin, I do like a touch of meat to my diet."<br/><br/>The glance up at Sylvia had a very distinctly sexual smile, but only lasted for a moment before looking back to the food. "I recognize most of them myself. I was something of a traveler before settling down here...as to why I chose to open a shop here? That's a touch more...complicated. While I love our kin as much as any, I've found we...lack something."<br/><br/>Leaning back, Mareth paused before continuing slowly, honesty in her voice, at least of a part, and her eyes intent on Sylvia. "A zest for life. The pure passions, the power of emotions...much of it is muted in our people, to the point that our towns feel almost stifling and unchanging. I wished to interact with both, to see our people, and yet to perhaps gain a touch of the pure passions and zest for life of humans."<br/><br/>((Diplo 11+14=25))