"Sure.. if I don't freak out or have a panic attack." Reon admitted. "I'll need a careful touch I'm sure."<br/><br/>She returned to eating her own steak and salad. She noticed her senses were a bit sharper than they used to be, perhaps from the change. She smiled as she enjoyed the zing of the blue cheese dressing and the texture of the steak. Of course she was wondering what other sensations would be like, given the conversation Aimee had been having.<br/><br/>"So, we go shopping after desert, then retreat back to the room. Or are you going to want to go looking for con parties while I'm still in costume?" She asked with a grin. "I can give it my best effort if you want to do that."