<blockquote><div><cite>Chris redfield wrote:</cite>Chris follows thinking what willshe do</div></blockquote><br/><br/>viya smiled at him, ''tell me...'' she started as she lead him to the lift inside the west wing, she coiled lossly around him, ''what do you desire?'' she asked as the lift door closed, blocking all other noises out. ony the sound of her and his breathing and the classic carming lift music that seems to be in every lift world wide.