Leander looked over at what she was doing and from how her hand runs along his thigh. Whilst she could easily remove the leggings since his armor wasn't restricting any of his happy parts from being toyed with she chose to work upon the breast plate. Golden eyes weren't typically normal even for a humans... were they? Not to mention the fact that her hips were narrow like an elf's seemed a touch off. Most humans had fuller hips and so forth. Leander had a slightly nagging feeling as she went for the armor shattering the illusion he had on and a hunch that there was more to her then meets the eye. He couldn't shake it and it gave a hint to him.<br/><br/>Leander figured however to help guide her hands away from that armor of his. After all even if she wasn't what he thought he could enjoy her touch without the armor removed... and if she was... all the more reason to keep it. Back down towards his thighs in a suggestive manner his eyes affixed to her own. As he did his mind wandered back to the pot that Xeola showed him and what it had depicted the Yuan-ti as. He thinks for a moment racking his brain for what little of Yuan-ti language Xeola taught him during the hours spent in the meantime.