The girl blushes again as you stop her, smiling up at you.<br/><br/>"My heart races, true. But it is more like before trying a new dance than fear. It is a nervous feeling, but an exciting one as well..."<br/><br/>She resumes scrubbing the soap across your body, holding it so that her fingers are extended and can brush against your skin even as she's scrubbing. As time goes on, the nervousness starts to fade from her motions. She moves closer to you so that she can lather the soap across your torso, chest, and shoulders.<br/><br/>As she steps in, she speaks again, softly. "The scope of Shelyn's gift amazes me. Your body is as much a sculpture as anything made by the workers of stones..."