By this point, Aster is hard enough that his member would feel smothered even without a catgirl grinding in his lap. Over the next minute or so, he finishes his drink and decides to save the rest for later. The bard flips one more gold coin onto the stage before his feline eyes focus solely on his hostess. Something like a playful grin lights his muzzle.<strong>"So, what else is there to do around here?"</strong>The truth is that part of him desperately wants to get a room right now, but he knows that would mean having to flee for another town soon after. Best to enjoy all that this resort has to offer before that happens.