Liycindra readjusts her murky dark blue hair to flow down her face and rest upon her armour, her bow putting it out of place. The elf watches Jhe with a smile before finishing the rest of her own drink with a gulp. The remaining droplets of ale are licked up by her tongue as she give a giggle at the pandaren's comment."Oh I'm sure Kalimdor has such places too, are such things frowned upon in Pandaria?" She asked, her hand trailing her metal encased breasts as the show continued. "You'll need new clothes if you keep that up." She commented noticing the state of her dampened vest before placing her own tankard on the counter for a refill. Liycindra leans over and whispers into Jhe's ear, her cool breath blowing against her fur. "You almost seem eager to be offered a chance to moan out in pleasure, Jhe. Shall I give you the chance to sing?" She asks in a soft and sweet tone, moving one of her hands to the pandaren's covered swaying rear, stroking her fur with her plated hand.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>