Gazing upon the archer and moving towards her silently, Nirael allowed his eyes to roam on her figure while shaking his head calmly.<strong>"I am afraid not, you have sneaked up on us and from what I have heard you have been looking for us. I want some answers before I even entertain the thought of releasing you. Of course, depending on your co-operation this can be as pleasant or unpleasant as it is necessary to make it."</strong>He smiled to her in an amused fashion, wondering passngly if she was willing to part with some information easier or if it was going to be difficult.<br/><br/><strong>"I want to know about the one that sent you after us. Are there others hunting for us, if so how many? Where does the one that sent you here dwell? And just how strong is he anyway?"</strong>He regarded the woman seriously, watching her intently. If he felt she was lying, he would simple raise his hand in a lifting gesture, to encourage the black tentacles to rise up along her thighs to brush against her backside. He'd guide it by words if necessary, but trying to do so first in a silent fashion. He wouldn't have them touch on her slit just yet, but having the brush on her backside ought to inspire some ideas to her what might lay ahead if she was reluctant with the information.<br/><br/>Truthfully, he wasn't sure he would do that to a person who had surrendered, but this was a foe they had caught in battle, and a tease and caresses were within limits in his mind, though he drew the line before actually carrying out the worse aspects that she might be dreading, but fear and uncertainty alike could be interesting encouragement to talk. Though if it began to seem she was enjoying her situation, he might have to change tactics.<br/><br/>Looking over at Lunari's direction briefly, he returned his eyes back towards her soon enough though.