Sir Immat grins at your words and suggestive motion. “Why Solara, how forward of you. There are some who would find such lewd behaviour from a woman deplorable, and demand you be placed in the square’s stocks to teach you better decorum, with an iron cage to protect your decency from further harm. But I do not count myself amongst them, a paladin’s business involves herself, and any fellow paladin whose company she might enjoy at the time,”<br/><br/>He steps away from his prized map and towards the stairs, “We a bath in the cellar. I think it is a good idea you address the people tomorrow. Not just because, well,” he offers you his arm, taking the opportunity to run his eyes along your figure, “You understand, but also to prepare properly for addressing the people. Life is not always easy here, and they will be eager to hear the words of someone as well travelled as yourself,”