The guard nodded along as she spoke, but his eyes continued to roam across her full bare breasts, her deep lips that tinted purple, her bright blue eyes.  "Er, yes, I um..."  He finally answered, "I think I recall hearing one of my superiors talking about that case.  But I was in the lower wards two weeks ago.  The thing is, um..."  He looked over his shoulder and sighed,  "The only other guardsman here right now is my captain, and well..."<br/><br/>The guardsman put his thumb to his lips and then tilted his hand upwards, making it clear why a captain might be sleeping on duty this early in the morning.<br/><br/>"He uh... he's the only one that has access to the cage key where we keep the evidence."  The young man turned back to gaze lustily at Ylene's perky nipples and he looked honestly sorry that he couldn't help.  "I don't know if it'd be a good idea to wake him up either, he's um... he's not a very nice drunk."  This last part he whispered, and Ylene realized that it was partially to keep quiet, but also just as much to get close to her in order to speak softly.  She heard him inhale a deep breath as he leaned across the desk towards her, inhaling her scent.  She also couldn't help but notice the slight shudder that it caused.<br/><br/>But he sat back and said, "I can wake him if you want, or you could, um... wait?  Or..."  He trailed off and shrugged, obviously unsure how to proceed.