Reactive... both were it seemed.  Lyn's cock kept growing; it would need to be freed soon enough if things kept at it.  But it was such a fun game they were playing though, working out a price for some nighttime companionship.  But she was feeling generous (and horny), and there was the dwarves to take care of as well...<br/><br/>"Hm... ten, and you keep handling my package until we get up there on top of all that." Lyn countered, still playing with the breast in her hand "I have to go and talk to those dwarves about something, wouldn't mind the<em>attention</em>of a woman like you while I speak with them.  Sound good?"<br/><br/>If it was, then she'd go over there and ask them about that one death of their friend that they mentioned, and just why they thought it to be suspicious and not some random mugging...