The tattoos were painful, but perhaps not as much as what Gash had to endure; the nobility had access to a number of things that could numb the pain away. It was nice like this, to be seated with her best friend like this on their free days. Shay was completely nude, sitting in Gash's lap when the orc mentioned that the guardian was suppose to "make a proper woman" out of the witch.<br/><br/>Shay blushed furiously, squirming slightly in Gash's lap. "I-is that so? They said that?" It was something she heard older witches talk about, how if things went according to plan that a witch's guardian was given the duty of making sure the first time was pleasant. Shay would have been lying if she said she hadn't though of Gash like that, or fantasied about it while seeing to her own needs.<br/><br/>"D-do you want to do...<em>that</em>tonight? With me?" Shay's heart was pounding hard, so much that the goblin that it might have bruised a rib.