Alana purred aloud in pleasure at the man's words, a clawed hand swinging around the back of his neck, practically swinging herself around to pull her draconic lips nearly up against his own.<strong>"Then... do you know where he is now, dear prey? If we find him, and he has what we want, then I will be here day after tomorrow to see you, as she did to him..."</strong>she tempted, her long serpentine tongue licking a scale along his lips.<strong>"But... you may need longer than an hour..."</strong>she says with deliberate intent in her voice, drawing all of the dragonborn's attention into her red fiery eyes that stared deep into his own, her body slowly growing closer and closer.