Nyarien growled at him and flicked a piece of food at him with the kind of accuracy he would expect from her.<span style="color: #b30000">"I am a Highborne and you should consider yourself lucky to be in my presence, <i>male</i>. No, you went through the trouble of getting me this wine so I'll drink this and enjoy it." </span>Athena looked up from her plate and nodded before she had a chance to stop herself.<span style="color: #4d4dff">"N-no, this is plenty... thank you."</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #a64dff">"Shaving is using a blade to cut off hair. All races on Azeroth have body hair, generally it's not really something most people worry about unless they're getting ready for a special occasion or they have a partner who doesn't like it. In my case it's my public hair and leg hair that I need to kept maintained. I don't ever cut it all off, usually I don't bother to cut it at all, but I plan on having a little birdy's head down there and I don't want to floss her teeth."</span>She rolled her eyes as she stood up and approached him.<span style="color: #a64dff">"Touch them, Jass, squeeze them until your heart is content then go back to your room or the restroom and relieve yourself. I worked hard for this body and I like that you appreciate it, but you can't walk me through my appoints for the day in such a state."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>