[ Her gaze drifts around as they enter new rooms, smiling faintly, but she lets that arm around Nem's shoulders slip down, fingers slipping under her waistband over her hip but going no further.

she does make a thoughtful noise at the suggestion, leaning in to press her nose to her hair and just breath in the smell of soap or shampoo or whatever she used recently. ]

I could eat... yeah. Got somewhere in mind?