Dionisia moved her own lips together, trying to figure out what pleasure — (she wasn't enough silly to think there wasn't any, just that she couldn't imagine it herself) — could come from wet lip-moving, and by the time she'd finished she still couldn't figure it out. After a moment, she glanced at Zelda with raised brows.

"Sounds... strange," she said, but her eyes screamed 'intrigued'. "You should show me, then."