Brea was momentarily fascinated by those scars up close, and sternly reminded herself to stay focused. Brazenly, she pressed herself up against him as he leaned close. "Yes, I would love to, Sir. My, you guardsmen are so strong." This was said as her other hand trailed silkily down his shoulder.<br/><br/>"Just let me know how you want it. Or better still... show me. I've been told I'm very obliging."<br/><br/>Out of the corner of her eye, she observed James and the younger guardsman, to see how they were taking this. The scarred guardsman had seemed amenable to her advances, and this looked promising. James' introduction of her as a girl "from Fehaz" had probably helped. The plan was proceeding well.