At the last point, she replies, with an air of annoyance, "Yes, I'm<em>quite</em>aware of that, as every single priestess in this monastery has told me, in excruciating detail." She clenches her left hand into a fist, and then releases it. "And will you<em>please</em>do something about your pheromones? My nerves are already rubbed raw, do you really have to be doing that, as well?"