The paladin continued to investigate the room until there was nothing else to see, turning his back to the sultry sorceress. It all seemed ordinary enough. Still, there was that unmistakable feeling in the air. Something was wrong... He sheathed Sunmaiden's kiss and turned around. His eyes went wide as soon as he saw his aunt completely bare before him. He stared for a while, his eyes lingering over her form... until he reminded himself of who he was, who she was, and where they were. Quickly he darted away, averting his eyes from her form.<br/><br/>"Th-Thalya.." he said, "Aunt Thalya." He repeated, reminding them both of their relation. He had too many questions buzzing in his head, whirling around at such a speed that he could not grasp even one to ask, "I... I can't."<br/><br/><em>I shouldn't.</em><br/><br/>"Please.. your clothes." He said, turning from her as his cheeks began to flush red. Had she felt this way for a while? Was this some... effect of the ship? Couldn't have been, she had a stronger will than Norton. If anyone would have succumbed to such passions, it would have been him. Where as Alyssa and Al'Rhayel? Were they going through the same thing... He didn't know. He didn't know anything.