"Oh? I could pull her out of there, for you... mm, but then I might kill you, too, and that would be bad. But... she'll stop me from draining your soul? Let me try," she says, lunging in to give Diadra a warm, luscious kiss; she'll feel the distinct sensation of something being tugged on, but, unlike before, there's no need to struggle, as the angel's warm light shields her, and keeps her intact. "Oooh, you're right," she says, rubbing her lips, as if they burned. "That should be handy. It means I can cum all I want, and not worry about killing you. Thanks, angel," she says, laughing lightly, leading the way into the inn, arranging for the room for the two of them, and ordering a big, hearty meal for her elf companion.<br/><br/>A while later, a tiefling in a very short skirt, clearly without any undergarments on, delivers Diadra the meal, in their room; a bowl of hearty soup, and a loaf of warm, fresh bread, along with a jug of fresh, cold water. "It should be safe to eat, but, since you want sleep, I grabbed one of the fruits, from the forest. One little nibble, and you should sleep all night, even if I play with you."