That statue barely looked to be holding it together. A real lady would just... snap. Like a twig.

[ but enough about waifus, on to the 3D women. ]

It's. Mm. You need... something. [ Jen crossed her arms again and thought for a long moment. then, she had something of a random idea as her eyes left Lina and fell upon her empty glass of tea.

this was kind of a stupid idea, too, but she shifted her state of mind some.

yeah. okay. ]

Ugh, why is my throat so dry today? [ she leaned her head back to expose her neck, fingers running down the side of her throat. then Jen picked up the glass, padded over to Lina's side of the table, and leaned on the edge with one hand while she looked down at her. the look is... one she hasn't seen from Jen before. the look of a woman who wants something, but doesn't seem to particularly care if the other person does.

with a voice to match. ]

Could you pour me some more?

[ the pitcher is literally right there. past where Jen had walked. it was not a small table but she could have just reached and gotten it for herself. that's the exercise. ]