Pip looks to Vuvi, eyes glowing a soft, yearning gold. His body was already vibrating slightly with eagerness to help. The sand sprite hovers beside him, arms wrapped around his slim figure, watching him with the desperate, starving, lust-filled hope that makes his chest hum warm with purpose.
"No! Absolutely not!" Vuvi snaps, arms crossed, sand clinging everywhere. "We know nothing about her. She trapped Raikya here for a month. She's not a potential client. She's a walking liability."
Zora steps forward and clears his throat… or rather the sound a lich makes when he doesn't actually have a throat to clear.
"Actually, Lady Blackthorn, if you think about it. It's quite worth considering. Pip does seem to get stronger when he's done pleasuring a magical being. Surely you remember what happened with Seedmother?"
"And the water nymphs too." Penelo adds as she shakes sand from her fur.
Pip nods eagerly, chirping a series of eager whistles that somehow conveys please, please, please!
