Aramil looked to the suffering bunnygirl Mikuru and slowly stands up as he began to head down towards the waters without a word but he expected her to follow him. Dipping behind some of the tall grass for privacy he would await her to show up. When she finally did come out of the grass she would see the ranger quietly removing his equipment as the elf lifts the mithril shirt underneath to show firm muscles nice and taut from years of use. His hair was long and soft and his deep green eyes peered out looking at the shy bunny girl. He knew she was in desperate needs and if not done she might not be able to help with the watch and two there was a kind of charm to her. She could see a significant bulge in his pants from how she was making him feel. Surely however it could not be as painful as what the curse did to her. As he began to unbuckle his belt he would speak up<strong>"Alright I'll help. However... You shall have to earn that relief."</strong>