Sonya continued scrubbing Promise's body. She paid particular attention to the abyssal's breasts, lifting each one and letting the cloth slide over her nipples.<strong>"Mmm.. Promise, your body is very tense. Don't you ever sleep on a nice soft bed? Or at least soft ground?"</strong><br/><br/>Sonya moved the cloth lower, washing Promise's stomach. "Promise, could you open your legs? I'll scrub your legs down too... And maybe make you feel good if you want." She said with a smile. Looking back, the lunar looked towards Belar.<strong>"Hey.. Belar was it? Want to wash me? Maybe you can show me if that sword of yours is compensating for anything.... And show me just how good you can swing it."</strong>