As she goes limp against him, Aethon just grins and hoists Mary up into his arms, barely breaking stride as he does so.  Seeing her companion's attention locked on Misha and to a lesser extent Jules, he reasons that she would be completely oblivious to anything not concerning the three of them.  As tempting as the resulting quick and easy meal that Mary presents is, Aethon was still holding out for something more; it was not the easiest to find someone so willing and he was determined to follow it as far as he could.<br/><br/>Reaching Misha's room, he ensures that the door is securely closed after all of them enter.  Surrendering the bed to the others (unsure if it could even support his weight to begin with), he carries Mary to the opposite side of the room before carefully setting her down.  "Now then, my dear, you had been saying something downstairs, but you never got around to saying what you actually wanted.  What might that be?"  As he speaks, his hands slowly trace their way across her body, gently but insistently removing her various articles of clothing and setting them aside.