Solara quivers visibly when Immat carasses her wings, but she does not respond negatively to the attention, "Were you mmm, aware that my wings are very sensitive before you mmm, touched them like that?"<br/><br/>Despite her growing passion, she wasn't completely distracted from the situation at hand as she glanced over the map one more time, "There will be time for finding sensitive spots later though, what gods do these nadu follow, and do they even speak the common tongue? How far have your hostilities with them really escalated?"<br/><br/>The more Solara learned about this conflict with the nadu the less thrilled she was with the whole thing. Still, she had already found one clear way she might aid the settlement if it turned out the war was inevitable and she had no ethical qualms with it either.