<em>When she slips out of the trance, Charirgix's eyes are closed, his expression peaceful, somewhat like a child, holding close his teddy bear while enjoying a pleasant dream. However, before she can move or say anything, one of his eyes opens, and a small smile crosses his lips.<br/><br/>"A normal mortal, perhaps... But, then, I've a feeling one such as you doesn't quite settle for 'normal mortals', do you? It's been a long while since I had a time quite that enjoyable outside of combat with a worthy foe."<br/><br/>His taloned hand resumes stroking her hair lightly.</em>