He hummed in agreement, taking a half dragon form, knowing she still preferred scales, though flesh no longer bothered her as much, as he embraced her. "Yes it has, though that is my fault, not giving you permission to come up and demand time from your lord when you need it. And you have earned it, several times over. So, City of Brass, you and me, say... up to a week?"<br/><br/>He slid his hands along her smooth scales, as he licked her throat, before nodding up and toward the common room. "Say an hour before we go, so you can collect anything you want to trade?"