Valen was certainly<em>blushed</em>up enough to pass, his hair messy and hickey on him. He took a breath to compose himself, adjusting his belt a bit and heading out from past the curtain, looking around a bit blushed but smirking stupidly, trying to close the curtain embarrassedly, bowing his head at the other women, and hurrying towards the exit a bit awkwardly.<br/><br/>He had not visited brothels. The elven mage had paid most attention to his studies, though he had sometimes had some pleasant chats with young women living near the place he was training at. Still, the experience to be here was new, and he was quite embarrassed for a moment, but again, it probably only served to make his 'reasons' more likely to be mistaken for what they were meant to be, as a cover.<br/><br/>He paused a bit before the entrance, embarrassedly brushing his cheek before heading out. At that time, he was wondering how long it was till the right time to head on out. Humming a little at himself, he tapped his cheek. Wondering what he could expect from the foe, and also what might lay behind it.