While Tae'lo'ren was aware of Elariel's approach, her smooth, strolling gait, her subtle feminine scent, it was her kiss that drew his attention fully upon her. He watched her sensual, elegant body seat itself before him, limbs shifting and re-positioning. Even in such a simple, common pose the hunter found Elariel beautiful and sultry, a truly magical seductress. His green-tinted golden eyes met her brilliantly glowing green eyes and offered her a slight smile.<br/><br/>"His professional opinion was that I am a fool for so recklessly utilizing the fel magic in my blood." Tae'lo'ren chuckled, though it was more like a suppressed cough; appropriate but emotionless. He could have hid his concerns about the progression of the fel magic bonding with his blood, but he didn't want to hide them from Elariel. Of everything they had experienced together, she deserved to know this about him. "He believes that the fel magic can be suppressed, but not removed. Also, once we have completed our rescue operation, he would like to speak with you, privately, regarding my condition."<br/><br/>It was unnatural for Tae'lo'ren to disclose such intimate information to anyone, but Elariel was, despite the little time they have known each other, his lover and he didn't want to force her from him when they needed each other most. He then smiled, genuinely, reaching forward to grasp the sides of Elariel's chair, dragging it, and her, closer to him. He then leaned in to her and kissed her softly. "How did things go for you?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>