[ Her voice is ethereal and pleasing whether singing or speaking. It's in her genes, all the better for gathering worthy warriors to admire her and fight for her. Whether commanding or beseeching, her voice is meant to draw one in, curl sweetly around them and urge them closer. Quite literally a siren song for her species, though it does well enough for others too. ]

Those keys have always been yours. But I'm happy to invite you to use them if you prefer it. [ She does so like to beckon, particularly when they're as responsive and delightful as Rosen. ]

[ As her flowers bloom they release a pleasing scent. No poison at present, just a waft to encourage him closer, a perfume that's delicate and sweet-smelling. Her arms fold around him when he shifts to hold her, and her roots and branches curl closer. ]

I made the time to learn it. It's for you, after all. [ She's good with language, that helped, but even if she had to struggle for each word it would have been worth it. ]

[ Saya presses a kiss to his neck with her flower petal lips, soft and velvety. ] I want everything that comes from my lips to make you smile.