Multitasking was not an easy prospect when removing a Thalmor uniform. Lunise did her best to help Meesei with the different cords and knots during their amorous escalation. Lunise even untied her braids to let her blonde hair flow free and naturally. Without other words, she assumed they were settling in for the evening.

Meesei's question caused Lunise's heavy breathing to halt and her entire body to still itself. She looked Meesei in the eyes and then pulled away enough to peer down at the lines that made up her scar. She swallowed so she could speak clearly.

"It is distracting, isn't it?" Lunise said sadly. She sighed and slumped against the bed, closing her eyes on a pillow. Her ears poked up from between her scattered hair. "Do you truly wish to know, Meesei?" She asked, muffled and blunt. "It is not a pleasant memory, much less one that puts me in the mood to make love."

Her hidden face made it hard to tell whether she was merely annoyed by the memory or if there was something deeper. The scar told of a vicious wound either way.