He blinked, looking at how Rhianna had become. He shrunk back, embaressed at his earlier thoughts, though his timid (albiet lecherous) thoughts of her returned when she mentioned the first option. He shook them away from his mind, not willing to resort to that.<br/><br/>"Demilla?" Guthum asked, an eyebrow arched, "You think she'd allow that? Ah..Well... I<em>guess.</em>W-What do you have in mind?"