"No!" Which the huntress thought would be sufficient until it dawned on her that it might be construed as a failure of strategy than a lack of interest. "I mean yes!" Which of course carried precisely the opposite problem. "I mean..." suddenly Mai was very tongue tied indeed, not to mention sporting a deep shade of red on her cheeks. "I mean - like she said - we're just friends. It's not like I'm constantly thinking of Ling's boobs. I mean... I'm sure her boobs are nice... Not that I'm sure..."<br/><br/>Suddenly, she was very intent on staring at the fire. "Just... forget what I said, OK?" Of course, that wasn't likely to happen. And now she was probably going to spend half of the night trying NOT to think of Ling's chest. Well that and figure out how exactly did Urvasi become such an expert at making everything more complicated.