She continued to tease him for what felt like hours, though, curiously, it only seemed to make him feel less tired, not more, as the night wore on. Finally, when it seemed like the teasing couldn't carry on any longer, she slowed, and asked, again, "Technical Sergeant Caiaphas Murphy Kilgore, will you serve me?" Again, came the sensation of hooks nestling into his skin, this time deeper and more numerous, though also a feeling of vitality and warmth, that began spreading through him.