His shoulders and chest just barely out of Naji's mouth, gleaming with drow juices, something in Johan's eyes twinkles as he looks from Cyria's swollen abdomen up to her face. "You know," he says, still slowly working himself free, "If you were to just get a good grip on my shoulders and push me back down and make sure I stayed there, you'd probably have Naji here as a lifelong best friend," the mercenary lilts, teasing inflection in his voice. "Think about it- having the quartermaster adore you that much for feeding her boyfriend to her? You'd ALWAYS have the best gear in the entire company, and probably mysteriously get a little more than your usual share of the gear..." He laughs. "Just saying, in your position? I'd think hard about it before backing away," he says with a wink. Not that he WANTED to be digested by Naji, but he couldn't stop himself from teasing Cyria and Naji about it if he tried. Especially since his lower body was firmly held in Naji's throat, and he could feel the way she tensed up at his discussion of just what rewards the drider could reap with a well-timed push of betrayal.<br/><br/>((I teased myself into posting this. XD<br/><br/>Edit: Johan rolled a 7 on level up, gaining a total of 9 HP.))