"Gerdur! Oh, that's<em>right...</em>"<br/><br/>Sheraile gives her invisible lover a wink, and a playful nip on what she's 95% sure is the top of her breast.<em>This is where things get really fun,</em>her grin seems to say.<br/><br/>"Do come in dear... I was just in the process of communing with my patron." It takes the witch a good deal of self control not to giggle at that... but if Aquila's doing her part, she can do hers as well. "Just keep that in mind, OK?"<br/><br/>There is a concerned squeak from the other side of the door... and then it swings open, admitting the pretty little barmaid into the room. All of the little tricks that Sheraile had put into place to keep the sounds muffled shatter once the girl opens the door... but that's alright. She can just re-build them if needed later. For now, she has questions that need answering.<br/><br/>Though Gerdur's look of confusion and the wrinkle in her nose might need some explaining first.<br/><br/>"Oh, don't look like that." The witch admonishes the girl. "My patron is a spirit of lust and desire. What better way to commune than this?"<br/><br/>With a grin, the witch motions to show her body- clearly visible to the woman, in spite of the invisible fighter sitting in her lap- and then motions for the girl to take a seat.<br/><br/>"Now... I had some questions for you, if you don't mind. Like first and foremost- what shops are still open here in town? How many civilians are still active day-to-day?"