<a class="link link--external" href="https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/a0/6e/e7/a06ee78e39bd450e4f841aa6690ba116.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Andreas Harbinger Graves</a><br/><br/>He looks at the witch with a smirk.  He moved to touch her chin with his own gloved hand, not wanting to influence her.  She is new and he isn't one to corrupt and innocent just yet.  He couldn't help but to admire her style it was interesting for sure.  He was admiring her assets, but he needed to help her get where she needed to go.  She truly had a nice shape for sure.  "Hello madam, judging by your presence and your unfamiliar look, I am going to say you are lost.  What are you looking for and how may I help you?"  He said lowering his hand from her chin to decrease the contact.  It would take a bit for the connection to spread though his gloves and since she was dressed, to spread to her skin as well.  A bit longer than regular ectoplasmic contact but not much.  It was his own design and he tested them.  Anyone he was still was going to truly consent to his touch.  "You can look at me.  I don't bite...hard...unless requested.  Now where are you off too?"  He said rather politely.