The lamia had been looking the other direction when the male moved away from her though she could sense his discomfort and it made her shoulders sag slightly again. Perhaps she wasn't his type; she knew that her being half snake was intimidating and they had warned her that she may scare her human male for a while before he grows used to it though she'd been taught to charm him and flaunt what was of her that was human. The men had said that few could resist the allure of a lamia's body though it appeared to her now that her potential husband didn't like her and she looked down at the floor for a moment before pulling a thin blanket off of the back of the other couch. She wrapped the fabric aorund herself, hiding her body from view though she knew that it would still pull taught over her breasts. Her skin was hidden from sight and she didn't tear the blanket as she picked up her plate and started eating, suddenly aware of how tasty the human's cooking was. She'd have to learn how to make this, since she had only been taught the finest of cuisine in prospect of going to a rich man.