Laughing warm heartedly at the halfing woman's tease, the elven man casually undressed from the tunic and the breeches, setting the sandals down and casting a look at her as he moved up besides her naked. His hand rose to brush her cheek and he spoke in a serious tone of voice as he did so, settling against her. "Well there is a truth in that, but I also don't reach out to touch a woman more directly without her approval though."<br/><br/>Patting her head gently, he snuggled in and let out a soft breath. "And though the idea is tempting sometimes, I am not sure how you would react to that right now." He smiled, pecking her nosetip. "Though I might be quite tempted, I think you felt comfortable when I was in a feminine form but I have no idea about a masculine one. Besides, I have no idea if that 'returns' again later. If it does, it might be a bit of a nasty surprise in the midst of things."<br/><br/>Deciding to not say more, he relaxed onto the bed for the moment, but pausing for a moment he sighed and reached down to his thighs, trying to feel if he found the bark, and pulled those talismans off, or if it was too painful. If he could get them off, he would, at least long enough to sleep before the attack.<br/><br/>Not that he was against playing, or turning into a woman at times, but right now he didn't want to wake up a woman in the middle of the night either.