Kyrie smiles at Syri, pleased with how her servant is doing her best - and with her beauty as well.<br/><br/>"Oh, that won't do, come join me in the water, sit upon my lap while you feed me. I'm sure that will be much more comfortable for the both of us."<br/><br/>She pats her lap beneath the water, though her hand is slowed by the liquid, and leaves her hand in place, palm-up so as to shamelessly grope Syri if she does take a seat. Still able to taste the curious blend of flavour in the wine, she mentally makes a note of approval and then eyes the various snacks over.<br/><br/>"I think the one you have there will certainly be a good start. Mm, smells spicy, something good for waking a person up in the mornings."