A small, somewhat hollow chuckle met Atticus words and the blond reached a hand up to tuck some rogue strands of gold back behind his ear, shooting the bodyguard a teasing wink in return. "If you were so deeply tempted, I'll be sure to come up with some worse next time... Might just push you over the edge, hm?" If he was honest with himself, Anel would have most likely already pounced upon the other man, but as things were, he was rather more subdued that usual and merely tilted his head to one side to rest his cheek on the guard's shoulder.<br/><br/>"Cosy..." He murmured softly with a small sigh before the topic of just what to do with his injures was brought up, blinking slowly and raising his head once again. "Oh... I normally just wash them and leave it; I rather like having my war wounds..." He chuckled quietly before a deep frown came to his features and he turned away, idly rubbing one of his wrists where the burn still stung in a reddened mark. Did he want the marks on his skin from this occasion? No. He didn't want anything to do with the man who had taken his virginity from him... Certainly not all over his body.<br/><br/>"But this time I think... I'd like to sort them out. Any chance I could use some of these oils or... Whatever you have?" He wined and shifted is robe, tying it more securely shut. "I'll make it up to you if it's a bother..." A small smile had curled to his lips as he looked back at Atticus with a roguish wink, running his tongue slowly over his lips.<br/><br/>Anel would never loose his rather promiscuous nature, no matter how much he went through.