"Damn."<br/><br/>Natusko turns to regard the new arrival with open interest and rather frank lust, her eyes lingering on the young woman's form.<br/><br/>"Where'd you come from, where are you going, and can Big Sis come along and tuck you into bed by way of saying thanks for the help?"<br/><br/>She almost manages to make this sound at least a little innocent.  Almost.<em>Maybe</em>.  If everyone tries really hard to avoid the obvious slant of the question.