He smirked and tugged on her hair a bit hard to warn her to keep them spread.  "Now..my dear Galla.." he grinned as his fingers discovered the hear radiating from her.  "You seem to be enjoying this quiet a bit and there is nothing wrong with that." His fingers ran along her slit, tempting her flower to open its petals.  "My kind are creatures of passion.." he whispered as he gently explored her treasures.  "..passion for battle, for drinking...for fucking.  There is nothing wrong with given into our passions as Dionysus teaches us.  They make us strong..fuel us." At the word strong he gently worked a finger inside of her.