Sevion's gaze attended to every motion of the human's hands, watching as she waved away the loose stands of red hair and bared her shoulders.  He let out a quiet, thoughtful hum before abruptly leaning forward, leaving only a few inches of space separating their faces.  "Something wet and easy.  Now, I've been called a master of innuendo, but that seems almost too obvious."  He lifted a hand to draw his shades down slightly, exposing his verdant eyes.  A faint scar traced diagonally over the left one, though it was clear it was still functional as it peered at the woman before him appraisingly.  "I'm sure 'not the worst' isn't exactly what the tavern management had in mind in terms of customer review, and I owe this place for a few good times, so I'll take it upon myself to try and personally make your experience here better than not the worst.  Perhaps even the best.  That is, if you still have the thirst for it."  He pushed the shades back over his eyes, but remained leaned inward, his curled lips illustrating just how much fun he was having.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>