Oh, Pathfinder.  If only you knew what sort of monster you'd joined up with, you might never have agreed to this job to being with.  Too bad for her that, by the time she did, she would be enjoying the multi-a-day fuckings she would be receiving too much to actually walk away.  Checking the clock, it was still well before lunchtime, even with what had happened this morning.  "That does sound like something we should do..."  Weaknesses to exploit.  Perhaps they were lucky enough and one or more of the Sons had a weakness for hot and shy elves.