<em>I forgot about the chains behind her back for a minute.  I will redo the last post, as Kasumi would not want to reveal that sort of flexibility.</em><br/><br/>Clumsily, Kasumi knees down and tries to lie upon the lizardman, her arms still trapped behind her by the golden chain.  She sighs, uncomfortable in the intimate position, but tries not to shift, and focuses on her mediation, willing her injured body to heal.  After a few minutes, she whispers.  "What is your name?"