Keeping his eyes closely focused on Sasara, he says, "She got half-digested by Disa, and the pleasure's gotten so deep in her mind she can't think straight. I'm<span style="font-style: italic">hoping</span>healing will help her snap out of it, but-" He breaks off, taking another step backwards to avoid a coil's attempt to loop around his foot but having to hastily check any further movement backwards for fear of barreling into Cyria. As pleasant as that might be, it was also Rude. As the naked naga looms ever closer, it's not that Johan doesn't want to give in- not at all. It's just that he's not sure this is quite the right situation. Keeping his eyes on the naga's, and staying tense and ready to dart in one direction or another, he says, "If you still feel that way after getting healed up and relaxing for a while to calm down, I'd be happy to let you coil me up and have your way with me- but you're hurt, and we don't even know if our friends and comrades are okay! There's a time and place, Sasara," he tries to get through to the naga, "And this isn't it."