"Oh yeah. It feels good. All the way deep down inside." Of course, that was why she did it... But she added. "It keeps the wrinkles away, and it tastes good." She couldn't help but chuckle at the thought. It was honey, oatmeal, and mango, how couldn't it taste good?
She leaned over him just a little. "It's not working much is it?" Still her fingers moved over in circles. Over key points on his scalp. After a moment she her fingers curled up, balling up in his hair, and gently tugging, not enough to hurt but enough to release some pressure. She knew some people just didn't have the imagination she did. Though... It may simply be all the stress he'd been through keeping him from seeing what she was trying to paint for him.