"I haven't quite decided, I'm afraid. I was so disappointed on my search for a snack. He certainly has started to slack, on His Creations these days," She spoke while undressing, in a manner meant to be teasing without getting sexual enough to throw him over the edge. Left in her lingerie, she slid onto the bed next to him, long manicured nails scraping over the pale plane of his chest, down to worry over his hip-bone thoughtfully.