Kasumi:<br/>Dross observes Kasumi adjust her visage, offering further pieces of advice. “Their blades are thinner, they stab with them.  And they have bottles hanging from their belt. For poison?” In the end he shrugs however, “You could always stay silent. I have heard they do not require words to communicate with each other. It probably won’t matter too much. Goblins are not known for their intelligence after all....”<br/>As your banter becomes more suggestive, moving to a light-hearted topic Dross smiles, but leans back, not trusting himself to make the first move this time least he makes another mistake. “I would like that very much,” is all he says. There is a pause and he bites his lip. “Could you remove the illusion?” he asks in a pained, delicate tone, “It is disturbing for me to see one of my tainted sisters. And besides, I prefer the sight of that elegant human dancer from earlier,”<br/><br/>Rose:<br/>Her mouth still locked in a kiss with Rose, Hajna can only utter a muted grunt at her pleasure of how receptive the green haired girl is being. With tongues gliding together, the not so virtuous elfin maiden continues to grope Rose’s breast, her other hand gripping her furthest arm by the wrist and guiding it towards the soft cotton that covers her own chest, allowing their bodies to lean against each other for support.<br/>Not wanting to be outdone, Mitta slips his hand in underneath Rose’s top, sliding a cold palm up her stomach to cup her breast, parting two fingers to allow them to gently hold the nipple between them. “We’re terrible, us elves. Taking advantage of a poor, helpless girl...” he chuckles to no one in particular.