He could only stared down into his chalice in silence as she spoke of his interaction with the Siamese in the Home denizen. He huffed quietly, his ears falling back at the memory the nimble cat grinding against him, feeling his heart thump. He could have easily lost the curse of celibacy that night if he'd only surrendered but....He glanced up at her with those emerald eyes. He spoke truth but kept further details a mystery. So much more would need to occur for any advances to be made. He knew not of her intentions .<br/><br/>"I reserve myself.." was all he would speak on the subject, averting his gaze a moment.<br/><br/>"Discipline with one's body is the first teachings of the warrior...and the priest." He said, hesitantly adding the ladder part as he thought of his vow tot he priestess...his mother."I cannot simply give myself to a Jezebel who desires my attention if I do not truly desire them..." He said quietl, his emerald gaze watching her reactions silently.