Soon she woke, yawning her way awake, and putting her glasses on as she fluffed up her hair a bit.  A sniff, and she smelled food, and Freyja was certainly smiling as she woke.<br/><br/>"Ah, good little slave." she said, sliding over closer to her and the fire, patting the woman on the head, and then using the same hand to push up on the halfling's two breasts, feeling their full weight in her hand "Oh, these are more delightful in the light.  Have you already eaten?  If you have, would you like to sit in my lap as I do so?"