The quickness with which Char has lost control of this situation seems to be slowly dawning on him. There is a look of resignation that crosses his face for a moment before he's once again swept into the action. As Ho suddenly moves under the table, he shifts his feet, one of his boots bumping against her backside in passing as he attempts to get out of the way of Yvas's fun.<br/><br/>"I will remind you," he says to Yvas with an eyebrow quirking upward, "That while you are highly recommended, you are not the only troubleshooters in this city. I'm impressed. Extremely impressed. But this is not a situation where one party is in charge of the other. I'm trading money for a service. Evenly." That said, he doesn't seem terribly concerned about the possibility of Ho coming to give him a pussy flavored kiss.<br/><br/>When Deisres sits on his lap, she'll see exactly how unconcerned he is about intimacy, the demon immediately feeling two firm shapes pressing desperately against Char's almost excessively tight white pants. His hand wraps around her waist and he pulls her closer with a devilish grin of his own, "Thinking of trying a pull from Meldiraeth's tap? I'll tell you, it's unpredictable if not controlled. I understand whoever took it must have some plan, but... Truly? I'd never try something with the stuff if we didn't know exactly how to." The prehensile tail stroking along his crotch gives him a shudder of anticipation, the hand around Deisres 's waist gripping needfully for a moment.<br/><br/>Still, he tries to keep his head at least partially in the game. "Empty vials? No, they're very expensive to make. I could probably have another set made in two days if you have need of it, but nothing leftover." He considers for a moment and murmers out, "Gifts from Meldiraeth, that would be something... No, i don't. Though I will ask the rest of the family."