The woman laughed for awhile, pressing her cheeks up as she smiled.<br/><br/>"Oh, it's not like<em>that.</em>We're paid for our company, and anything beyond that isn't part of business. Those brutish sailors can spend the night alone if they don't want to play by our rules." She said with a wink.<br/><br/>"Well... I suppose I don't have to tell you what my specialty is, hm?" Demilla said, closing her eyes and smiling, "You can go far in life with flattery and persuasion, Men may be immune to magical compulsions, but far too many of them are more easily swayed by seduction of a more... mundane sort."<br/><br/>"The Tythians are even more weak to these methods." She continued, "They view all the young women of the city as nothing more than trash ...but when they look upon me? All they see is a chubby old woman. They are put at ease by piety and innocence, and<em>that</em>seduction can make them talk faster than any lusty promise or dirty whisper."