Lyrio deepened his already troubling and mischievous smile, as if Arisa could only ever encourage his terrible nature even with the most forced acts of kindness and interest. But then again, maybe the merchant wasn't able to tell he was just twisting her arm into this. After all, what girl would be happy escorting an old fat fop like him around! Uther, at least, was such a kind soul.<br/><br/>But if Lyrio found some other place to wring dry of coin, maybe he'd leave her inn alone just long enough to collect what she owed and wash her hands cleanly of the whole affair. If she couldn't, and if Lyrio pressed her, then the current sleepy pace of business wouldn't cut it.<br/><br/>The older merchant took full advantage of Arisa's acting and put his hand on hers, pressing it softly against his arm so that she could feel him through his fine shirt. Though portly at a glance, Lyrio's thick arms were quite hard and surprisingly strong. He didn't seem a violent sort, and Arisa was no weak soul that she need fear being alone with the man, but her girls would be different matter! The lecher playfully rocked his own hips and bumped hers as he escorted her out and into town, his new posse hovering so close behind that Arisa seemed like she was surrounded by men while walking down the main road!<br/><br/>Needless to say she turned some heads, not least the gossiping older maids who wondered what the innkeep was doing with her hair down and without her husband. Others, however, appeared wary having heard the rumor of the new tax collector already, leaving Arisa alone to deal with the merchant.<br/><br/>"What a quaint place! I think we should see the market first, don't you? Always a great starting point, unless you have in mind some other place I should see first?" Lyrio asked, leaning in slightly to whisper, "maybe some secret places the young souls go for fun and romance?"