Perhaps it was better Nariko had let things be. However little she showed it, Naal had the body of a demon, and intricate magic was liable to falter and fail in her presence. Having a chair suddenly shrink as she sat on it would come off like a prank.

She nodded and didn't expand on the matter of her home. There were a few reasons for it, and she didn't think it would be very fun to start off the date by telling Nariko at length about the things that separated them.

"Vivacious, friendly, a good listener, a bit of a wit..." Naal sat at one end of the biggest sofa available, long legs sprawled out along it. "I've been led to believe she's quite an experience in bed, too."

Even against the faint glow of her eyes and her restrained expressions, there was a glint of mischief. Or maybe just lust.

"I am feeling thirsty. Bring over whatever you'd like."

Naal didn't particularly care whether Nariko took that as a cue to offer herself just minutes in the door, or made her wait a little. Anticipation and talk were also enjoyable. She was just having a little fun. Not something she had many opportunities for, or casual friends to share with.