Xiann looks confused a moment, just like she's not sure she heard correctly. It's kind of unsual for someone to offer to get<em>her</em>something. After that brief moment, Xiann smiles and just shakes her head.<br/><br/>Taking a seat as indicated, Xiann crosses her long violet legs and is careful to arrange her dress so it falls across her lap in a way that is modest, but somehow evokes a teasing feeling about what can't quite be seen. Her dainty foot bounces a little as she sits back, folding her hands onto her lap and looking up at Jana.<br/><br/>"What do you wish of me?", she asks. Calm now, Xiann's voice has a quality like warm honey, thick and sweet, sensual.