Aramil woke up in one of the bedrooms in their headquarters. A lot of things went unsaid last night and much had happened. Looking over to a quietly sleeping woman he smiled to himself and undid the last of the rope so that she could get out of them when she woke up without any hassle. She was untied mostly save for the harness but it made sense to go all the way entirely. Either way he stretched out to limber up for the day for it had been quite good to him and it was only gonna get better for him. Getting dressed in his mithril shirt and weapon and finally his clothes he heads down to the wonderful smells coming from the kitchen.<br/><br/>And there she was. Having found and opportunity and exploited this little girl found good fortune compliments of Aramil however nothing is ever free and the price was a decent if not enjoyable one from both ends. He smiled at the girl as she was wearing only an apron and little else. She knew what he liked and picked up upon it quickly. There's nothing more sexy nor cute then a girl cooking with such an allure. Though sometimes exceptions can be made naturally. Aramil would have a look at the food in question and smiled at the banquet.<strong>"I trust the juice is made as well and slightly chilled?"</strong>He asked.