Nyarien shrugged a bit and smirked.<span style="color: red"> "I'm looking to get laid, not have some sort of romantic night, you being gone in the morning would be better for us both. But do make sure you're not a stranger, even if you're no good with your toy having a dragon in my debt will make raising my son significantly easier. But don't worry your misshapen head, I wouldn't abuse your power or your... good will."</span>She laughed softly and shook her head.<span style="color: red">"You're with a Naga who doesn't want you dead, at least not yet, even if your head went under we can all grant water breathing spells to those near us. I'm glad you're willing though, I'd hate to be put in a bad mood."</span>After a while she finally finished Ashia's back and checked out her tail, then wings.<span style="color: red"> "Mmm, looking much better. Probably better than the day you hatched."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>