He winced at her words about his companions... It was true enough. Thalya had seduced him, and more than once he awoke at night imagining himself in loving embrace with either Alyssa or Al'Rhayel. He looked down at her when she wrapped her arms around his body, offering him a very real and very proximate substitution for his fantasies. What if this was some kind of test meant to instill doubt in his mind? Or perhaps she was genuine. The illusions of Thalya and Alyssa in the crystal could have been just that- illusions. He may shame himself once again... or vent all of his frustrations. She was mysterious and could not be trusted... but perhaps he was the one who was acting untrustworthy.<br/><br/>All she offered him was her assistance, and he balked at every turn. Maybe he had treated her unfairly... and she was right- he was starting to lose his mind, his purpose dwelling on the past as he had ever since that day in the bowels of that infernal ship... "If it pleases you." He said, looking her in the eyes one last time before closing his own and lowering his head, taking her nipple in his mouth. His other hand went to her breast, rubbing it with her palm to echo the satyr-like man's own ministrations.