<strong>Ruby</strong><br/><br/>Finally finishing the practice, Ruby was breathing hard and sweaty, but she shook her head, swallowing and then speaking carefully. "I...am afraid not.  I believe that my preferences do not lie in such directions, sir.  Though a bath<em>does</em>sound good."<br/><br/>She gathered up Feringale carefully, then compared the ruby blade to her ring speculatively, and shrugged.  Only then did she start toward the baths, intent on relaxing her sore muscles.