[That is nice of them,] she says. [If you get a me-type nibble after the couple hours it takes me to get too tired to practice wanding safely, does that warrant skipping breakfast, shrinking it, what?]

She'd have expected, naively, to make some noise at this point about moving slow, but apparently she doesn't code even spontaneous-orgasm-inducing biteyness as A Sex Thing To Give Very Prolonged Thought To, she just thinks it sounds nice and wishes to incorporate it into what she's up to with her life.