<div class="floatright">(http://i.imgur.com/6TA8vR9.jpg)</div><strong>Lilith Wynne, Human Infernal Mistress</strong><br/><br/>Lilith looked immensely pleased when Noemi both took the chocolate from her fingers with her teeth, and when she continued to use the title Empress in reference to her. As her teeth slowly withdrew the chocolate Lilith's finger traces the edge of Noemi's neck and jawline as her lips curl into a smile, her eyes looking down to her seated position with a look that radiates approval. She continues to wear the smile even as Noemi goes on to explain her position and philosophy. Never once interupting, never once turning away or smirking... she showed her the respect of listening, a fact that almost seemed strange given when might have been expected of her... perhaps it was part of the 'reward' for Noemi's actions?<br/><br/>Tipping the bottle to refill Noemi's chalice as she pouts and whines, Lilith's pleased smile is unwavering.<strong>"Miss Noemi... Continue calling me that, and continue this behavior... and there are few things you'll find are beyond your reach."</strong>she gives her a wink as she tips the bottle back up, ensuring her own cup was topped off as well.<strong>"A toast then. To vengeance. To a renewed life, and to seeing the pleasures we were denied before this one."</strong>she tips her chalice to her two present-companions.<br/><br/>After taking a sip of her chalice from the toast, she gives a nod to a previous statement Noemi had made.<strong>"I do believe aboard Blackbeard's ship, we all wanted to be underestimated..."</strong>she hints.<br/><br/><strong>"And as for sleeping... I intend to eventually. But once this bottle runs out, we'll have little else to do... won't we? Miss Noemi?"</strong>she turns her eyes back to Noemi at that, her voice sounding only slightly conspiratorial.