He raised an eyebrow at Cerulean, and debates swatting her backside with the spell mage hand, before deciding against it. "I would advise not doing that to a mage again, green one. I nearly swatted you with a fireball out of pure reflex, and I still have both my defensive spells up out of sheer habit after a battle that close."<br/><br/>He was still in his 'Fae' mindset, like he was still running with an adrenaline high. He stretched, and then pulled her to him and nips at her neck. "So, am I free to ravish and molest you and try out that idea I had?"