>Declining? No. A bit tired of acting like Roxy? Yes. On the precipice of shoving anything that morsel of food that she can get her hands on down her own gullet? The pawn didn't say this, and she would vehemently deny it and probably whine about her diet of nothing if the space player mentioned it. But again, [Kanaya] can see it in her eyes. Very, very yes.
"And Yet Here You Are, Banishing Me... And Burning Holes Into The Faux Cadavar Over There, Hmm??"
>PM would suddenly feel a very literal, real weight lifted from her as kanaya lofted herself into the air- flapping her inadequate wings for affect, but clearly shifting her bulk through virtue of magic
>rather than moving back to her seat- or returning to full size, for that matter- she instead drifted closer to the tray, letting her hanging belly hit the table with a surface shuddering slam. Settling down onto the surface of her own gut, she leaned toward the rubs and took an exaggerated whiff, letting off a sigh of satisfaction before turning back to PM and giving her a wink
"I Can See- You're Being Tempted Here. Well Not To Worry, Your Very Good Friend Kanaya Is Here To Help Darling. Let Me Just Help Myself To This And Get It Out Of Your Mind"
>she gives her wide, jiggly butt a wobble in the Prospitians direction while reaching heavy, doughy arms toward the platter
"Wouldn't Want To Ruin Your Diet With All This Delicious, Saucy, Steaming Meat, Right?? Better That I Have It Allllll To Myself"
