For being the embodiment of Fetish, she does have a tendency to be quaint, prim, proper and rather delicate with the way she puts things. In this instance, it meant that she wasn't into so called 'heavy' play. She wasn't into things like nipple torture, or piercing play, she didn't like having welts that lasted for days or having metal tipped scourges used upon her fair skin.
"...but I can't possibly mean it because no one ever does. Right?"
She sighed softly, shook her head and then padded back to him after finishing her water. His choice this time, he could shift to welcome her back into an embrace, or she would sit nearby but not touching.
Her smile is somewhat.. sad perhaps, a little distant.