Ianthe replied first with a schoolgirl giggle, even as she sighed inwardly.<i>The downside of being privy to other beings' thoughts</i>, she reflected.<span style="color: mediumturquoise">"I would pay,"</span>she assured him.<span style="color: mediumturquoise">"I mean, this planet must put a beating on machines, and it must get expensive keeping this one up as well as you do."</span>Though she was reluctant to encourage the alien's fantasies, if it got her what she needed she'd play along. For now.<span style="color: mediumturquoise">"Plus, I'd be... grateful."</span>Just for emphasis, she stretched again, this time reaching a hand behind her head to massage at her neck while arching her back... which put her chest, clasped in the skin-tight embrace of her Whisper armor, on display in the rear-view. She'd let his imagination take that image, along with the implication contained in her words, and run with it.<br/><br/><span style="color: mediumturquoise">"Is Serendipity very far?"</span>she asked, still keeping her voice full of naïve wonder.<span style="color: mediumturquoise">"I don't want to be late to meet my friend."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>