"Well yes, but if you let the end stop you from enjoying the journey then you are a silly silly elf!" She pats her head and looks at the top in progress.
"Hmm, then I need to find something for you to hunt. As I said, we have food stable here but maybe I can find something for you. No promises but I can ask around."
When she gets to the room, she sees Mary lying on her back, with Sophie lying on top of her, their legs spread to allow a thick tentacle of slime to slam into each hole, their fluffy bodies jiggling as they get fucked by Blobby.
"Well well well, what have we here?" She asks with a smile, stepping inside and watching the show in front of her "Getting familiar with our resident slime huh?"
Blobby burbles happily and returns to pounding the harpies' holes, both girls squealing and moaning loudly as he has his way with them.
Downstairs, Phorsaal spies Ash sitting at the table, her face rather wet, with a silly grin on her face as she plays with Helia and watches Felicia cook.
"Good time? I'd say so! I was eating Felicia out! She managed to cum twice!" She says with a laugh, followed by a yelp as Helia starts scrambling all over her.
She laughs and holds the hyper puppy in the air away from her face, even as Helia struggles and barks in her grip. Then, she sets Helia down, and she promptly runs over to Phorsaal, jumping in her lap, her tail wagging at a mile a minute.
She smiles and pets the hyper little puppy, kissing her wet nose and laughing happily. "Well, at least you all had fun together." She leans over to look at Felicia's ass while she cooks "Mmm, that does look good!"
"Yes. It's a traditional dish from where I-" Felicia glances back, then rolls her eyes. "Of course. What more could I expect?" She snorts before going back to her cooking.
"I have no idea what you expected. If you lean forward a bit more I could comment on your pussy... which I can see still dripping down your legs. It is a great look on you dear. Though I am sure dinner is great too!"
She sighs and shakes her head, ignoring Phorsaal as she moves about, tossing a bunch of seemingly random ingredients into the pan, one of which sends up a jet of flame that nearly burns her eyebrows off.