She chuckles lightly as he orders her another ale, her eyes following his arms as he displays his well-toned body for her to see. When he asks about her little 'problem', she smirks and leans back against the bar.<br/><br/><i>"Hmm, things just got a little rough in a bar a while ago. Some idiot felt it was a great idea to throw me into it, heh..."</i>She eyed him, a minor twinkle visible in her gaze.<i>"Say, you don't happen to know someone that could give that spot some special attention, would you? I'm dying for a decent pair of hands to pop my spine back into shape..."</i><br/><br/>She smirks, allowing him to touch her back and feel the tensity underneath it. Her face shows a brief moment of pain as he presses a finger down onto the aching spot.<br/><br/><i>"that's the one, right there... Bastard.."</i>, her back arching to avoid the pressure, causing her chest to stick out once again, the linnen tensing over it and displaying a suggestion of her nipples underneath.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>