[ Estinien snorts, not entirely convinced of Era's ideas of what's sufficient, considering what they'd just walked through. An armored hand lifts, pointing a thumb over his shoulder, back towards the door they'd recently come through, and the orgies that can still be heard, muffled, through the walls. ]
It would seem no one bothered to inform the rest of the brothel of that.
[ Still, Estinien has ever been one willing to do absolutely whatever it takes to preserve his home and his people. He'd just never expected that sex would be one of those things.
He's looking away for a long moment, watching a far wall and thinking this over. Sex he can do - it's a simple physical act. He's hardly exceptionally experienced with it, but it isn't a difficult concept to grasp. The emotional connections, honestly, seem the more concerning part of it. Not something he can just bend his body and will into the shape of. ]
Why this method of fuel, exactly? Is there some kind of aether that can be siphoned from it? If so, I have the Eye here with me. Could we not just offer that instead?
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It would seem no one bothered to inform the rest of the brothel of that.
[ Still, Estinien has ever been one willing to do absolutely whatever it takes to preserve his home and his people. He'd just never expected that sex would be one of those things.
He's looking away for a long moment, watching a far wall and thinking this over. Sex he can do - it's a simple physical act. He's hardly exceptionally experienced with it, but it isn't a difficult concept to grasp. The emotional connections, honestly, seem the more concerning part of it. Not something he can just bend his body and will into the shape of. ]
Why this method of fuel, exactly? Is there some kind of aether that can be siphoned from it? If so, I have the Eye here with me. Could we not just offer that instead?