[Too bad for Nehan that's going to keep happening.
Though--Illarion cants his head a little to the side, the gesture still abrupt and birdlike, though he's not nearly so still at the end of it as when he's dead.
He studies Nehan like that for a long moment.]
Truly, [he murmurs, once he's made whatever judgment it is he's making.
This is far more than a simple opportunity for sex.]
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Though--Illarion cants his head a little to the side, the gesture still abrupt and birdlike, though he's not nearly so still at the end of it as when he's dead.
He studies Nehan like that for a long moment.]
Truly, [he murmurs, once he's made whatever judgment it is he's making.
This is far more than a simple opportunity for sex.]
Lead on, wolfling. I am yours to command.