He laughed against and shook his head. "Not much, no." His foot didn't move. "And that ornament is a fraction of what I'll stuff into you before long." His hand petted her head for a moment, before he shrugged and decided he ought to step back. Partly because he had nothing more to gain without flat out trying to rape her, and partly because the naive butlers eyes were threatening to fall from his overly-open sockets.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>