Sionn sighs happily as she gets the kisses, feeling the warm affection from the little folk. She waves back, feeling a pang of sorrow for the short meeting with her new friends, but still feeling pleased to have met them all.<br/><br/>Seeing the one return, she cocks her head as she watches her place the bowl on the edge of the pond. It would seem to be a gift of sorts from them, and she wades over to pick it up. She wonders if she's supposed to drink it, and lifts it to her lips to take a small taste.