As soon as Aurelia turns red, Rosie realizes she might have overstepped. Huh. A cultural difference, maybe? Feldspar said that feeding could be intimate, but not that it had to be. Sometimes, a meal was just a meal but maybe it was different in her world?

She lets the other woman articulate her thoughts though best she can. She notices, of course, the mention of her being 'lovely' and that brings a bit of pink to her own cheeks. Ha. It's not that she hasn't heard it or anything from people here. Still, it's a different sort of thing to get near immediately and does paint all of this suddenly in a fun new light.

"Well, you're right," she starts, lightly gathering up the skirt of her dress to now sit closer to Aurelia instead of draw away. "I don't need to do anything. And I'm not! I want to help.

I didn't realize it was quite so intimate, I admit, but if that's really a worry- It doesn't actually change things any. Actually, it kind of makes me want to even more!"

Thankfully, she's honest to a fault. "Just meeting isn't something that's stopped me from doing something like this before either. But if it's too much, I get it! Just know there's plenty of interest on my part," she says, leaning in a little to emphasize that low cut of her collar and cleavage, "in helping you- Whatever that may mean."