There were suddenly so many interesting people in the brig. Charity reluctantly pulled her  cheek away from her captain's  soothing caress, her tail taking to swaying lazily behind her as she once more pressed her half-nude form up against the bars of her own cell like some animal in a cage. “Oh there's no bother telling them, my dear.” The black-eyed woman laughed , the sound oddly sweet despite her condescending tone. “Even the one with white hair can't feel it like we do. In fact, she can't feel anything.” She looked down toward the  glowing blue pendant that the hunter-killer was wearing before she lifted her gaze once more and smiled widely at her – it was a grin more at home on a shark that a beautiful woman like Charity.<br/><br/>“You just can't hear how they're singing to me now.” Her fingers loosen from the bars of her 'cage' and the tiefling soon let go, her entire body swaying to a tune that she had either made up, or perhaps heard on the winds of the aether. She turned, her wide hips swaying and her bare breasts jiggling with the movements of her form before she was soon again facing them, her arms fanned out wide as she performed a gesture close to a low curtsy without any of the actual elegance.<br/><br/>“They're getting close, you know?”<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>