Dross’s grim expression breaks and he manages to muster half a smile as Kasumi giggles. “Well,” he nods, “Planning how to avoid being captured by goblins is more urgent than, playful dallying under the stars, as enjoyable as it is. Perhaps in better times we could....” his voice trailers away and he sits back to await your demonstration.<br/>His eyes widen as the transformation takes effect, but he remains still, taking in each of the new details. Only then does he reach out, fingers briefly making contact with the dark flesh. “It feels the same,” he notes. “It’s convincing, I can see no flaws in your appearance,” he continues, eyes tracing the hair and figure. “But you should wear armour, they all do. Leather or metal chain. Also, the females of our dark brethren rarely travel alone, so if you could you should disguise yourself as a male, they sometimes scout in small groups. They wield small crossbows and thin blades, can you display them? You will also need to explain why you are approaching from this side the island,”<br/>“That however is not the biggest problem you will face. It is their behaviour, for the dark elves are twisted and evil to the soul. They care only about themselves, and delight in causing others pain, even their fellow kin. You must show no concern for Rose and Red, or anyone else. You must suppress your good heart, and pretend to take pleasure in the pain of other. It will be difficult. Do you think you can manage?”<br/><br/>Hajna continues to kiss Rose’s cheek, pulling away to see her smile. “Oh good, for a moment I was worried you wouldn’t appreciate my little game,” she laughs, returning her kisses, now placing them on Rose’s lips. Her fingers flex against the green haired girl’s thigh, then move up, until it is groping her breast through her shirt. Her own body moves closer, her legs almost flanking Rose’s sitting form, chest just touching her shoulder.   Mitta had been slow to catch onto Hajna’s game, content at first to simply watch. He still keeps his distance, but now however his hand wonders, finger tips sliding up and down across Rose’s other breast, gently seeking out the centre on each pass.