Despite the very exciting way Karuna - oblivious by now, and fixated on pleasure and lust - occupied Daria, and the tingling touch of the mage's lips and skin Callie managedto keep some of her wits, and resists the urge to let herself go drown in her own lust. Instincts honed by her past - too many cases where some angry husband chased her master or herself - kept her detached enough to think more or less clearly.