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Eilidh nodded, as the clear air was calming her down and returning her to normal. [color=9B1436]"I know. I know you weren't actually flirting, and could take care of yourself. I..." [/color] She started, before Bast took her hands and meeped, bracing herself from, well, herself. After a second, she realised that her senses had cleared enough that holding hands wouldn't send her the exact same kind of violent lust she had tried to protect Bast from. Relieved, she listened to Bast as he continued.

He was right. She was tired, and she had been heavily affected by the sights and smells of Eros. She needed a long night's rest. The Centaur nodded. [color=9B1436]"No, you are correct. And thank y-" [/color] She started before she stopped again, as Bast was lifting her chin and looking right into her eyes. The muscular, towering Centaur was suddenly blushing and stammering like a maiden.

[color=9B1436]"That...that sounds wonderful..." [/color]


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