Laewynn tenses when the door swings open-- the goatish woman who stormed in out of the storm kept her on her toes, but only for a moment. She seemed to become friendly with Enoch rather quickly, a regular of whom she knew but had never conversed, and this made sense as they seemed bound in their affliction. A woman made the mistake of remarking on this overtly and remarkably survive the ensuing response. Returning her attention largely to her clientele, however, she realized that they'd been aroused in all the wrong ways by the new arrival.<br/><br/>"Well well," she said in a practiced high but raspy voice as she turned her gaze on one of the watchmen. "So much bark, boys, but where's the bite?" Stepping down off the table with one leg and keeping the other kneeling on the edge she positioned herself right between the man she was focusing on's legs. Putting her hands on his shoulders for both effect and balance, she titled her head and looked up at him as she afforded the lucky recruit a fine vantage on her bosom. Hopefully being off duty meant to these men's priorities what it meant to most: bosom took priority over horns and hooves.<br/><br/>"Why don't we negotiate?" Laeywenn slid her left hand down his chest and made circles with her first two fingers broadly across his breast and midriff. He was cute, if too 'cute' to be truly handsome, but she had no intent of doing much for the boy's release today. She wouldn't be getting fucked by a guard boy for a pittance and miss what excitement might brew here in the common room. If nothing else, she loved the rain and would rather take it in if all came to naught of much excitement.