"Well, in honesty I've found myself drawn to history and persons of note." She shakes the hand lightly, her grip a ghost of a true handshake. Eliza then pushes her glasses up her nose. "And you, Madame, are a person of note... As is Kharali. I... I had hoped to some degree that I might offer her, and in consequence yourself, my services..? I may not seem like much, but I've some talents you may find useful.."<br/><br/>She smiled a bit and drew back the hand then, slipping it into that familiar fold of her robe to lightly tease her still-stretched pussylips.