Maxwell murmured something derisive-sounding at the mention of 8-Ball, but for the most part, he was trying to just lay down his head once more, to get some rest and overcome the tiny men with mallets doing a poor job of playing croquet upon his head.  Unless Alexkay forced him to stay up, he was going to go back to sleep.<br/><br/>The beautiful naked woman seemed to be drifting/floating somewhat closer as the boat passed by, one hand stroking down her breasts, brushing through her hair and licking her fingers, while the other beckoned, twitching fingertips hoping to get the Scions to come and join her out in the water.