(Perhaps after this, we can move to private conversations? Seems like we’re pairing off.<img alt=":D" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite8" data-shortname=":D" loading="lazy" src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" title="Big Grin    :D"/>)<br/><b><br/>
Captain’s Quarters, <i>Lucky Hand<br/>
</i></b><br/>Kameron couldn’t help but chuckle, moving his hand away from Jiljoo’s sizable bust. “All right,” he said, acknowledging her instructions. “Dance, girl.” He grinned, watching the Twi’lek’s precise, deliberate movements as she spun on the support stanchion.<br/><br/>“I can see why anybody’d want to have you for themselves,” he said after a few moments, chuckling. “I don’t think I could put a leash on you, though. And if I absolutely had to put a collar on you, we could rig it with a comm in case we get separated in Ghoutta’s palace.”