During his speech fear spiked through the woman, peaking at the death threats, and the casual way he mentioned it. There was the tiniest spark of arousal when he mentioned possession, but it was buried instantly under her mounting fear. Desperation grew too. Even the pleasure of drinking only dimmed it for a second. "I am just a courier... I don't even know your face or name. I couldn't come after you even if I wanted... you already have all the info I had, how to reach the pirate and where."