Jonna swallowed, "You've nothing you need to give me.  Though the offer is... tempting.  I invited you to my home freely, asking nothing from you and expecting nothing but maybe your ear while I spoke."<br/><br/>His eyes betrayed his words as they roamed across Wahida's soft flesh, lit only by the glow of the hearth and what little light came through the beaded curtains in the door to his home.  "You've no need to offer your body to me, I know that an old man three times your age is no great catch for one so young and beautiful.  Besides, you understand that no matter what I can't allow you to stay here beyond tonight, even if I were to take you to my bed."<br/><br/>With great effort he turns his head, looking away, though anyone looking at his kilt would notice a bulge forming there in his lap, "The food carries only the littlest bit of taint, as the valley it grows in is secluded, and only gathers a little corruption from rain and air.  Our alchemist created a spray to counteract that small amount of corruption.  I...I...."  His eyes turned back to Wahida's body, unable to resist looking at the least, "I know not much more than that.   But our food causes no changes in any who eat it."