[ His hands are (fortunately for her) free of any dirty books. He could conjure a trashier, bawdier story out of thin air, no book required. He places a free hand on his hip, posing languidly as he allows his eyes to rove over her body. It's a move he's done hundreds of times before, on hundreds of bodies, practiced until perfect. After a long, leisurely moment, he meets her gaze again. ]
Obviously.
[ She needn't tell him twice. Special treatment is good. ]
Can you imagine if Halsin invited himself? Or Lae'zel? [ The two horniest members of the camp, obviously. ] So annoying.
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Obviously.
[ She needn't tell him twice. Special treatment is good. ]
Can you imagine if Halsin invited himself? Or Lae'zel? [ The two horniest members of the camp, obviously. ] So annoying.
[ Not like him. ]