Draiss looked at the elf, his own feelings coming to the fore, suggesting forget the bed, the floor will do, but those thoughts were chased away, and he stepped forward, closer, and watched her for a moment, letting her composure slip a more, before asking a question he thought he might regret, but he thought he recognized the symptoms of. He opened his mouth to say something, before sighing in frustration, and asking, "Cerulean, I am honored that you would offer me the pleasure of keeping you company, but you seem distressed. Is it about what that braggart out there said?"<br/><br/>He wanted to pin her down and plant his seed, but honor was one of the few things that had stayed with him, and he wanted to make sure that this was what she truly wanted, before he took the suspected virgin elf further.