Teryus watched her and something clicked in his head. He'd not been out of things long enough to miss the "hints" being dropped. And though he was not above admiring the view she provided, her soft profile, the shift of a healthy bosom beneath the snug black dress and the gorgeous dark hair, he was not about to succumb so easily. He wasn't the kind of bloke who could do one night stands.<br/><br/>Well, not anymore, at least.<br/><br/>Grinning, he let his eyes slide lazily over her form, appreciative without leering. Then his gaze shifted back up to hers.<br/><br/>"'ave yae ne'er met a Gilnean b'fore, lass? Surely, we're more prolific than in years past, though there's a good reason." He quirked a brow at her. "'ow long 'ave yae been on this island, then?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>