The man grins, exposing his dirty yellowing teeth to the Cyra, adding to her reservations over him.  Before he even replied, the xeph 'knew' he could not be easily dissuaded.<br/><br/>"Actually, I have something else on my mind and want it now."  He grabbed again Cyra, taking hold of her arm by her bosom and grips firmly her small wrist.  "Why don't we talk it over at your room since isn't that wer yer heading, little girl?"<br/><br/>Any protests by her and he replies: "Don't worry, I'll make it worth your while." he says while leering.<br/><br/>