Savan couldn't have been more disappointed, which helped mask how utterly disgusted he also was.  Varg may be a rough lover, but from what he had seen the girls always loved it.  The innkeep though had no business abusing a girl who tried her best, though he did think she had room to improve.  One gold an hour... no wonder this place was cheap.  The man had no respect for his girls, and in turn his girls probably had little respect for their work.  The girl he kicked to his side smiled as best she could, but Savan could tell she wasn't happy as all who indulge in pleasure should be.<br/><br/>Taking her hand in his and kissing its back like a gentleman, wondering if she ever had someone even attempt the gesture, he motioned upstairs to the girl but said nothing yet.  To his friend he asked, "Well Varg?  Does someone catch your eye?"  His blue bunny wasn't the tallest or the most curvaceous, so he wondered if the half-orc would even want to share rather than pick his own.  And while waiting on him Savan leaned down, way down, to his bunny's real ear level to whisper, "Let's go.  I'd like to see your real smile in private."