[God Quest] a stream too shallow

Placing the book down upon the cushion, Safrin half sits up to regard Ronin. She flashes him a smile that might be coy were she not the one with all the power in this situation. Her eyes wander over the leather and gold that cover a body that requires no fantastical upgrades to be unfathomably attractive. Still, Safrin appreciates the assimilation into the world in which Ronin finds himself, even if he's unaware he's doing it. "Hello darling, I was afraid you'd gotten lost." She chuckled, swinging one of her legs to the side so that she might fold it beneath her as she sat up. Beneath the flowing white cloth, her breasts seem to defy gravity given that very clearly, there is nothing beneath. "Come over here and lets get you cleaned up." Ronin would find himself aware of blood dripping down from his greaves and that somewhere behind him in the endless halls, a monster had been slain. Leaning forward to hold out a hand, Safrin beckoned to the water. Safrin