"Clearly, the problem is with the act, not with us. If there were a problem with us, then, obviously, we would have solved that problem ages ago," she says, teasingly, as she snakes her neck out of his grip, and returns the favor, shifting at just the right time to draw him into her.<br/><br/>On the other side of the room, Nadriina, behind her forcewall, and oblivious to the two dragons in their act of passion not fifty feet away, suddenly stats feeling quite aroused, nearly losing control of the simple analysis spells she was maintaining on the sample of Mythantine.