He grinned, one hand stroking down her spine, the other helping her stay in position. "Just a few of the lesser tricks I know. And you were wondering why the others seem to want all of my time."<br/><br/>He sped up and thrust harder, though only enough for her to notice and feel the difference, slowly working her over, clay in a master potter's hands.<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The next morning, he was waiting for the twins in the indicated spot, after having let the servants know that Delva was not feeling well, and needed to rest, but that they should be gone by the end of tomorrow. He was in the shadow gnoll fur pattern, and idly juggling stones, three to a hand, the two hands independent of the other's circle of stnoes.