Nic wasn't at all surprised to see the appalled expression of those around him with his very overt advances on Holo.  After all, most of the reason he had done made a public display in such an uptight port was to see the looks on their collective faces.  Much to his merit, he managed to mitigate his thorough amusement to a sly smirk.  Now that he had his fun with the locals and his crewmates alike, it was time to have the genuine fun that was insinuated with his semi-canine partner.<strong>"It would seem prudishness is a contagious disease around these parts and some of us have already become afflicted by such a nefarious plague."</strong>He said looking mostly at Dymian as he spoke.<strong>"Come on, Holo, let's work on vaccinating ourselves before we're doomed to a sex life consisting solely of missionary with the lights off and only for the sake of reproduction. In fact..."</strong><br/><br/>The magus removed the purple sash from around his waist and tied it loosely around Holo's neck in a makeshift leash and collar with swift practiced motions that were expected of a sailor.<strong>"Ahhh, much better.  I already feel myself in a much more vigorous state of mind.  Fare thee well, all, and do try to avoid catching any sort of ailment while we're here."</strong>With that, he guided the woman by her lead to the portion of the inn dedicated to private rooms wondering how capable the walls were at dampening sound.