<strong>Torven</strong><br/><br/>He was a bit surprised that she moevd directly to his bed, but only barely let it show.  Though his eyes travelled over her briefly when she removed the robe.  He'd always thought she had a stunning figure.  Torven took the desk chair and shrugged his own outer robe onto the floor.<br/><br/>"Perfect . . .," he said, before he realized it, then quickly backpedalled, "The Master Alest situation or Kaylin's?  Or both?"  He was leaning back in the chair, facing her, fully at ease with his legs spread slightly.  A more or less normally relaxed position for the Knight, though there was a certain tension as well.