Avira was a little taken aback with Zitka's accusatory question. She couldn't help but smirk though, her soap lathered hands traveling down the kitsune's arms. "I'm saying that it would be a horrible way to have your cherry popped is all. I'm of the opinion that it should be lost when you're enjoying yourself with someone, on your terms, not the instinctual whims of a tentacle monster."<br/><br/>The gunslinger's hands slipped down from Zitka's arms and into the water, the soap suds on her hands being taken by the surface to float like an idle cloud down the tub. Avira wrapped her arms around Zitka's waist and pulled her to her, so close that her breast pushed up against the kitsune's back. She rested her head on top of the kitsune's and said, "I know our relationship is...well, odd, antagonistic at the worst of times, but I'd hate to see that happen to you. When we set out tomorrow there's going to be a chance that it will happen and well...do you really want your first time to be like that?" She spoke with genuine concern, at least, that was what Avira hoped she was conveying to Zitka.