<strong>Do you really want to know?</strong><br/><br/>His voice was low... a grumbling dark tone that Callisto found herself having to arch upwards, as if she needed to see his mouth moving with her own eyes. Had her mind simply interpreted some kind of odd sound? Could someone be playing a prank on her? There was something absolutely endearing about the type of amusement that could come from such a beast being able to communicate.<br/><br/>She rose slowly... her eyes leaving his hardened member but her fingertips delicately brushing along the thick item with a teasing farewell stroke along it's length. The pinky, then ring finger, the middle finger and index finger slid along it falling into one fine stroking column before finally tapping on it once with each finger tip. It was the way a student might start dabbing their desk during a lecture at class. She rose to her feet... taking a single step back given that her return to regular height could bring her uncomfortably close to the bovine shape of M'Gul's head.<br/><br/>She glance at him... an air or amusement and discovery decorating her face.<br/><br/>"It speaks..." she uttered in a playful tease.<br/><br/>(http://mikes-images.com/eps/sac1/images/sac1_mq_042sd.jpg)<br/><br/>"I've heard time and time again that there's no such thing as a stupid question." she offered technically... presetting her tone to turn condescending immediately after.<br/><br/>"But... somehow... asking someone if they<span class="bbc_u">really want an answer</span>to a question<span class="bbc_u">they've just asked</span>has to be in the running for the top spot of questions that could be considered stupid."<br/><br/>She gave a quick sigh, her eyes rolling but her head shaking as though she had become so side tracked. It was like having a lion talk to you and you found yourself correcting it's sentence structure. There were times when you just had to take the good with the bad and realize that the actually amazing element to what's just happened is that the lion just spoke to you-!<br/><br/>Unless he was inviting you to dinner, it should matter what the hell he said-!<br/><br/>Callisto returned her gaze to the creature now, intent on watching him speak to her, as if she wanted to confirm seeing his lips move as he spoke... hearing his words with their low dark intensity and watching his face at the same time.<br/><br/>"So-... when was it? What was it? Tell me... everything."