Quite the strange pair, these two; it seems they're relying on each other for the time being. Ora offers reassurance to Luth in what to him must seem a chaotic and overwhelming city; she in turn takes advantage of the safety in traveling with a man. She could easily be assumed to be part of a harem and thus safe. She smiles back at him, still blushing and in fact looking a bit flustered by his presence. Brown nipples stand erect despite the warmth of the sun. There's... a different stimulus at play here.<br/><br/>Giggling softly at his words, she nods in agreement.<br/><br/>"Oh you do? Mm, well I'm glad to hear it."<br/><br/>She reaches down to pinch at the ass cheek opposite the one that took the slap earlier and winks back at him. Despite the lovely distraction he provides though, she is paying attention.<br/><br/>"She seems very familiar, but I can't quite place it."<br/><br/>It doesn't take long for them to arrive in the execution square. As the hapless condemned is devoured by the Mimic, Ora watches wide-eyed. "They go<span style="font-style: italic">all out</span>on these things, here." Her astonishment turns to fear when the slime wriggles free of its prison. With a gasp she grabs on to Luth's arm, clinging to him for a moment before realizing what she just did and letting go abruptly; she puts some distance between them lest she appear... unwomanly. Eyes briefly catch sight of those glasses, but before she can say anything it's gone.<br/><br/>"Let's... put some distance between us and this place."