Tension was clear on the elf's face as his back went rigid at her touch, such confidence slightly intimidating as he measured his own. Like a nervous twitch his lips curve upward in to a smile, the elf nodding so quickly as he stares in to the faint glow of Mary's eyes. Suddenly with so little space between them writing became difficult, and given little way to communicate Meri gingerly brings his right hand up and sets it on her left hip. Slowly he runs it up and down, caressing her midsection with the very tips of his fingers. He clears his throat lightly and nods with enthusiasm before motioning with a backward nod to the stairway leading up to the private rooms.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>