It *did* understand her! A light gasp purred from Tialyn's lips, as the frogman's bulbous eyes settled on Tialyn's form...The creature's deep, rumbling croak echoing in her ears. She glanced down at the creature's feet - Well, that *was* an advantage. No wonder it wasn't constantly sinking into the muck the way Tialyn was...<br/><br/>-But she couldn't help but arch a slim eyebrow at those burbling words, the lovely elf's eyes widening just so! At least it wasn't *attacking* her...Though being enslaved by this horrible creature *didn't* sound like her idea of fun!<br/><br/>Still...This had possibilities! While Tialyn wasn't carrying *anything* besides her sword - She<em>could</em>think of something the froglock might want!<br/><br/>Just thinking about it - It sent a slow shiver coursing up her spine! The creature was *really* gross...And that made it fascinating. Her gaze slid up and over that croaking amphibian form, slim fingers rising to brush her damp hair back from her lovely features!<br/><br/>"-If you help me," she husked, her eyes half-lidded...Her hands coming to rest on her slim waist - Sliding, oh-so-slowly, up her full curves! They traced her flanks, the proud swell of her breasts...Pushing up against the deep 'V' of her bodice, the pale, perfect orbs so round, so firm, in the way only a digital vixen could be-! One eye closed in a slow wink, as she leaned forward...Her gaze locking with the froglock's, her tongue tracing over full pouting lips...<br/><br/>"I'll give you all<em>this</em>..."