Ana's bare feet barely make a sound as they pad on the lush carpet,  and when they stopped at the doors and her partner in crime exlaimee about the closeness of their rooms she laughed, the sound sweet and almost resonant.  She smiled sweetly,  holding her finery to her drying chest and nodded curtly.  " Oh yes...dear. I am keeping you close. How good of a Muse can I be while on another corner of the ship?"<br/><br/>Her tail coiled lazily,  the long length curling on itself and sensually twistintg , the spaded tip tickling her own thigh for a moment and making her shake. The Trader was about to speak before the sudden sensation of Cyrine's thumb brushing her plump, pink lips making her coo almost. Ana simply smiled at the question thouguv, kindly grabbing the hand and tugging it back down,  running her fingers along the dainty apppendage with great care. She wanted to say yes but tha captain had an image to maintain...and part of her loved the idea of this as a game.<br/><br/>The captain let go of the hand and reached up, gently stroking Cyrine's cheek,her fingerrs lingering on the soft flesh,  stroking along the cheeknlike feathers. " I wont accompany you, Im afraid...but I am only a door away. And should you be...wanting one day. Then,  well,  young. Know where I am. " she giggles,  pinching Cyrine's chin before wandering off to her own doors,  locking them once she was inside.....<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>