No. No and no and no. Giri's a mountain girl! She grew up in simple places. She ran off with one of the local shepherd's girls who had the prettiest brown hair that was soft like moss and rolled in the field at 16 and called it wondrously comfortable. They even parted amicably! Fun times, hope to see you again, knew it couldn't last and all.

Of course, she's been to the city, stayed in inns and slept in nice beds. But Giri is a traveling witch. She can't stay in one place for long and even in a noble's mansion she gets the guest bedroom and simple treatment. Enough coin to go about yes, but not near enough to lavish like one of the daughters of heaven upon her own pleasure barge! 

And there's something about this. It's been a day of beautiful learning. Of safety and the jingling of her collar as Red Wolf moves her fingers about, and of taking what she wants and breaking all the taboos to get it. But this, too, is new and special. The poetry fills her ears and her mind in a way that all the physicality of earlier can't quite do on its own. It's like it carries her away. She imagines herself atop Mount Meru receiving a garland of flowers even as her mind lazily dwells on the metaphor. It's not hard to attribute conquest to Red Wolf, but to be the subject of it and compared even lightly to such grand things fills her with a giddiness all its own. 

Her own mind races too as is her wont. The mountain was the symbol of strength and of endurance, the pink mountain flower holding the meaning of gentleness or kindness arising in a rugged place. A symbol of hidden beauty and unexpected kindness. It was also one of the symbols of the N'yari. Which is what led Giri to whisper "I could take you to the mountains. To the hidden trails and the valleys. The N'yari, at least the ones that aren't divine spirits in disguise, would accept you there with me. I've helped them too, wandering the Flower Kingdoms. They see you as a challenge you know, a romance not just a conquest." 

She smiled and traced her own finger across the Red Wolf's shoulder and down the arm, slowly and gently, and lay on those comfortable sheets hoping the night would last forever.