Martin passed the man, his head tilting for a moment to look back, wondering who had so casually bumped into his shoulder. He checked his pockets, relieved over still having all of his belongings, including his wallet in place, it wasn't un-common for pickpockets to come his way now and then, despite not having much to begin with. He made his way back into the higher quarters, making sure to sneak by all of the passing guards once more, he would mistakenly observe a lowly maid exchanging kisses with an elderly gentleman, his cheeks furiously blushing beat red as he removed himself from the equation, appearing in the corporals room once more, praying he didn't have to sneak in here every evening like some kind of vagrant. With his stuff being swept from him, he calmly allowed it, there wasn't much in there to begin with.<br/><br/>He doesn't answer her at first, allowing the small case to open up. His gaze returns to her moving around the room, he doesn't notice the dildo at all, the necklace still being held firmly in his hand, as he remained idle and indifferent to whatever she was doing. Feeling her weight against him, he leant into her, holding her close and yet without a word, he seemed rather tired but at the same time, restlessness overcame his face. " It's for.. " He began, not finishing the sentance, enjoying her warmth leant against his form in such a manner. He enjoyed it for a little longer, motioning it around her neck, snapping the pendant into place with a smile relaxed on his face, his actions spoke more than a thousand strung together words. Not more than a moment later, his hand would find her breast in-front, his lips curving in to meet her own in a passionate manner, he would sink himself into her with a smooth motion, there was a time and a place for discussion, and this clearly wasn't it.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>