Fendros was nearly going to quip about whether Ahnasha had owned any gold septims, though her actions caused Fendros to hold his tongue. That was, until it was attacked by Ahnasha's.

The way Ahnasha acted caught Fendros in the moment as he reciprocated her advances in kind. He could tell where this was leading. Though a minor struggle for rationality protested against it here, the best Fendros could do -- or rather wanted to do -- was to open his eyes slightly to try and spot a patch of soft sand in the rocky area. He spotted a slope of relatively fine scree that would have to do instead. He stepped himself and Ahnasha over to it, and then he realised how exceptional the situation was for just long enough to pull his head away slightly.

"Do you think we'll be found here?" Fendros asked between breaths.