Alari could not help but grin, throwing off her jacket and stepping forwards, crouching down in front of the chained spy..."How long have you been imagining that speech in your head..." She grinned playfully, tilting her head with curiosity. "...Very cute." She laughed, standing up; as she did so she gently slid a finger up the spy's cheek. "Your skin is soft..." She returned to her chair, crossing her legs. "The Massar is also declares his interest in this situation...The question is how does your master hope to react to this."