<em>Strange strange strange...</em><br/><br/>Vio's anxiety isn't lost on Rauko; none of it is. Granted, she's still not exactly the purple-haired woman's biggest fan... but the longer they interact, the more the bluenette realizes that the Violator's affection actually has some depth to it. A strange, egocentric depth, but a depth nonetheless.<br/><br/>And as fucked up as the woman is, maybe that connection is worth nurturing.<em>After</em>the lady Ristani and the rest of the caravaneers are well and truly safe.<br/><br/>"I see." Rauko lets silence settle around the three for a moment, as she tries to figure out what her next move should be. She needs to get the Lady alone, so that they can work out some sort of escape plan. And she needs to do so in a way that won't put Vio on the warpath.<br/><br/>Not a fun balancing act in the slightest.<br/><br/>After a few moments, though, the infiltrator decides to play one last card from her hand. If her purple haired 'wife' doesn't bite, she's officially out of ideas.<br/><br/>"Alright, so how about this. I don't want you getting in trouble... so when we settle down for camp, I'm going to ask you for two hours of privacy with my Toy. I don't like accelerating my 'training' like this, but I suppose this is a special circumstance." Rauko gives the Lady a plaintive look over her shoulder, but she can't do much more than that. "And then... I'll come to your tent, and we can spend the night together before I have to leave in the morning?"