Heather McConel + OPEN
Heather had to admit, these Krioians knew what they were doing when it came to food and drink-- particularly the drink. She was rosy cheeked already and didn't mind even a little. (It helped that tomorrow was her day off, so she knew she could sleep in and whatnot.)
"Brilliant!" Heather exclaimed with a toothy smile when a handsome Kriosian man stopped and refilled her drink. "Thanks, mate." He smiled politely and nodded in return, not seeming to notice (or perhaps ignoring) the way Heather's eyes appraised him.
Pretty bunch, these Kriosians were. Maybe they knew what they were doing with more than just the food and drink... maybe she ought to see about finding out. As long as sex wasn't considered "aggression"-- she'd taken the whole "no breaking the treaty" spiel to heart.