"If I told you you had a beautiful body, would you rub it against me? Er, hold it against me? Grind it against me? Fuck, how does that one go?" Aya turned to the dragon with a wry grimace, as if he might know, before turning back to Mirnea.<br/><br/>"Well, clearly we have to find the others. The two of us don't stand a chance in here on our own... especially me." She ran her fingers through her midnight-blue hair, chewing her bottom lip a little. "They could be anywhere, but the fact that I found you at least means that we weren't teleported to different planes or anything like that, unless you're some kind of ghost or succubus taking off your clothes to seduce me and eat my soul. Do you think that's what's happening, Flamescar?" She turned back to the dragonlet, even though he'd made it obvious that he didn't know shit about this place.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>