The half elf girl raised one eyebrow, smiling wryly. Her look seemed to say that Camille was presuming much, yet still she was not taken totally aback with this prospect. She did the same thing Camille had done a moment before; letting her eyes linger over the other woman's curves. When the gaze ended up in her eyes, the girl stopped breathing for a long moment.<br/><br/>Her lips parted in a slight gasp when she remembered that her lungs needed air.<br/><br/>"Uh...yes. I'd like that."<br/><br/>Dark lashes batted and there was a light flush to her cheeks as she sat down on Camille's lap, sideways so they could keep eye contact from time to time.<br/><br/>"I'm Eniija Evisare, of the Fifth Circle." the tip of her pink tongue flicked over her white teeth as she spoke.