"She's practically in heat, then again you're right that giving in to the carnal at every turn won't help us on out journey. But, perhaps I'll pick one up as a porter for us, having someone who can communicate with the catgirls and relay that we're trying to save them would be very beneficial. Barring assistance in other avenues, one of these catgrils would be an interesting very wanton bed warmer." as his eyes obey his inborn inclination towards debauchery walking miles over his female companions forms. "Besides there are hundreds of the poor things starving and desperate out there, it would be merciful to open some kind of work for one of them that she would be inclined to do maybe even our unfortunate waitress here might know of such a catgirl or better yet I have heard rumors of kittengirls being sold here in town. I think it would be something admirable to orchestrate freedom for some enslaved catgirls."<br/><br/>It is quite clear that Alsten is torn within, trying to balance his demonic appetites while still acting and believing in the greater good and freedoms of the people, while still ensuring that the party advances towards their goal of curing the disease if possible. The blending of his desires and beliefs creates an interesting mix of cruel talented sadist, and the driven crusader championing the people even if all they will ever know are the results of the actions of one man who merely disappears later, leaving several women with difficulties walking straight of course lightening the town's coffers considerably in the act.<br/><br/>Eyeing the bent over catgirl's dripping nethers, Alsten is happily reminded that his codpiece is thankfully elastic enough to handle his sometimes curse's prodigious and oftentimes insatiable drives. Roughly slipping two fingers into the poor catgirl's pussy, he rolls he onto her back on the table and then hooks his fingers to press hard at the backside of her pelvis forcefully arcing the girl up before him to look him dead in the eyes as her slitted pupils widen in surprise. Alsten growls into her ear his voice dark and hungry, "perhaps later if you are a good little catgirl, I'll take you with us. Where you can serve my needs more completely if that's what you need my dear, until then go get us all a light meal of cheeses and crackers while we talk." Glancing back to his compatriots, "There I'll leave her alone for now, but if she follows me...," he leaves the rest unsaid and to the imaginations of his allies, even as some of the peasants begin to question exactly how helpful such a tainted creature as he would be able to locate any sort of cure or if found would he possibly destroy it and let the world die in a single generation,