The elf smiled at Mikuru as she let out a cry, mistaking it for one of pleasure.  "Heh... it looks like you can't wait to get upstairs," he said as he stood up and helped her to her feet.  "Marcus, I'm going upstairs.  Put everything on my tab, you know I'm good for it," he called out as he led Mikuru to the stairs.  Behind them, the innkeeper shook his head with a sigh, muttering something about a "poor girl".<br/><br/>Upstairs, the elf led Mikuru to his room, one of the suites on the third floor, and led her inside.  The room was very large for an inn room, with plenty of space around a small table and large bed.  "Alright girl," he said, his voice suddenly a lot more harsh than before, "get over to the bed and strip for me."