Levison nods to you, "More than likely me. If so, I'll be gentle."
Archduke Alonzo satisfies himself noddingly with your average curvaceous body, "Don't make me tie you down...."
"One hairdresser does not an olive branch make" -Archduke Alonzo
Thalia blinks at you distractedly, "Hatasha slept with a chicken?"
Persephone admits to you now, "I don't think baby math works that way."
Levison assumes about your mind brokenly.
Thalia grumbles at Mistress Emeraude harmlessly, "I don't need to see everyone naked, My Lady."
Thalia apologizes to a bright, cheery room, "I need to go find my pillow. My body is rebelling."
You thank Levison begrudgingly, "That was weirdly sweet and only mildly non-consensual."
> Axel pets a gangly dark blue-grey wolfhound, "Picklechon."