The gears in Sigmund's head turned when the question was proposed to him. Reasoning kicked in and he licked his teeth, aniticipating some form of liquid crossing them. Still, they had been called 'boys.' One could argue that it was typical of a woman in some form of power or authority, but also of one anticipating future compulsion. It wasn't so much that determining such were beyond the cleric, but his current state fogged his thinking process already.<strong>"Count me in,"</strong>Sigmund affirmed without consultation. Though his mind caught up to his actions, and as he sat he hoped he would not regret that decision.<br/><br/>((sense motive: 17 + 8))