Ven pouted slightly, half for show, half out of sincerity when the man only wrapped an arm around Meleth and not her. The ranger followed after, reaching out to wrap an arm around their target's other arm if he let her. She pressed the breasts that he had been eyeing close to his arm to let him feel just how perky and soft they really were. Play to your strengths, Ven told herself. And her strengths was her physical appearance...at least that was all that mattered in the situation at hand.<br/><br/>She tried to shoot a look at Meleth to try and suggest that they might have been coming on a bit strong, given what the man had come here to do, to meet his contact. When it came to these types of social situations, Ven had a tough time judging suspicion...all she hoped was that their target wouldn't be tipped off by, as Ven saw it, over-eager behavior.