"Well gentlemen..." She purrs out "Don't keep us waiting. Lead on"<br/><br/>She looked down at Keeley. She was glad the blue haired valkyrie had such a cheery and mischievious personality. Lenore had a tendency to be gloomy and obsess on details. She hopes the two of them would become friends, perhaps Keeley needed someone a bit more serious to help her sometimes. Could be a very unique friendship. Both of the males were very exotic. They were both treating her with the gentle respect she wanted from them. Being stuck here would be a curse for none of them.<br/><br/>She pondered on what she could do with her magic to make the four of them experience some real luxury. If Gwyn really had to rough a living out from what is on the island then she would put a smile on his face by conjuring a feast for the 4 of them. "He can keep the clothes he is in though, he looks so cute in his frayed jeans and near lack of shirt." As she grinned to herself she took notice of the extra effort the angel made to ask her permission. It was a sweet gesture and one she enjoyed.<br/><br/>"The four of us should go together. in the movies the dinosaurs always eat anyone who stays behind" she joked. She could only use so much of her magic in a single day. She hopes a conjured meal and enhancing the cave structure would not be too taxing. She thought of all the wonderful things she could do for those in her favor.<br/><br/>The more she thought though the more she worried. What if Keeley had no desire to be friends? What if The Angel and Gwyn found out Lenore wasn't quite as cool as she acted. Being mocked for trusting another woman..... Being ridiculed by men for exposing her feelings to them? No! She could not let this happen. Not when she had no where else to run to! Trying to control the others with her magic was too risky. She would just have to play things out as they happen.<br/><br/>She told herself to just be calm. She smiled at everyone and followed Gwyn. She made sure to try to look cheerful and content but subconsciously she curled her tentacles tightly up the shaft of her staff. Totally unaware that her grip on it was strong enough to crush steel. Maybe the fun was just starting?<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>