Arielle<br/><br/>Arielle was glad when the man backed away, although she couldn't deny that his kiss and body had caused her to grow a bit wet. Her dress was dirty and torn, but luckily covered the important bits. Breathing hard, she swallowed and looked up into his eyes in confusion.<br/><br/>He had stopped himself, and he seemed torn. Perhaps she'd misjudged him.<br/><br/>"What do you mean until we figure out what to do? Can't I just return to the bunk room?"<br/><br/>She blushed at the way he still looked at her.<br/><br/>"I've never seen men so crazy with lust. It's...unnerving."<br/><br/>Sighing, she sat on one of the table ledges and looked at him.