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Tybalt wraps his arms around Tik Tik's legs and stands up. “First stop, your book!"

“Tik Tik," she says. “My name is Tik Tik."

He smiles. “Very well, Lady Tik Tik. Let us make haste!

Without complaint, the knight hoists Tik Tik up and sprints out of the cave. Once back in the dwindling sunlight, Tik Tik buries her face into the man's hair. The half-elf's scent wafts up through her nostrils. There's that musk of sweat, but beneath it, the scent is much sweeter, more pleasant. Her body shudders as she holds tightly to him. Such a delightful experience.

In no time at all, they get down to the riverbed. “Your tome is secure. Now, then, shall we find a place to camp?"

“Yes, thank you!" she gasps.

“Alright. To the stream we shall go!"

Amid the alien animals around her, Tik Tik soon hears the familiar babble of water. She pulls her gaze away from the elf's hair to see the dwindling sunlight around her. Her eyes adjust just in time for him to kneel back down. “Here we are," he says. She hops back down and immediately snatches the book from his hands. Frantically, Tik Tik examines the pages, checking for any sort of damage.

“That's an intriguing tome you have there," Tybalt says.

Tik Tik slams the book and huddles over it, hissing at him. “No. Don't take it!" She snaps at him.

The half-elf stands back, hands in front of him. “I mean you no harm, fair Tik Tik," he says. “I was just unaware of your interest in the erotic arts. It is something that I, as a knight of love, practice."

Her tail swishes a moment, and she places the book in her little traveler's bundle. “Practice? Do you know these things?" She asks.

He chuckles, running the palm of his hand over his hair, looking down to her with a small grin. “I do not mean to brag, but it is what I've been trained to do. Healing arts require a gentle touch, you see."

Tik Tik grumbles, but places her stuff down and dips her toe into the water. “I want to learn more about this book. I need to bring the knowledge back to my people. My queen asks this favor of me, yet I don't do it for her."

“You are discovering yourself." the knight speaks. A few clicks and the clunk of metal indicates his own disrobing.

Tik Tik jumps into the shallows, letting the cool and refreshing stream clean her of the stink of the troll. She does not get too far in. Underground, water is cold and filled with monsters, but here, the sun has warmed it enough to be tolerable. She sets to rubbing her scales, though the musk is far too potent to wash off with simple water.

That's when the knight's strong, uncovered arms wrap around her. Tybalt leans over the kobold as he sits down, a chunk of what looked like fat presses to her underbelly as his palm presses slightly lower. He strokes over her, the lard square leaving behind a filmy residue. “Here," he breathes into her. “Let me help you clean…"

Her body shudders. The rougher back scales feel the strong body behind her and she relaxes into his hold. “Can we please speak in the upper land tongue? I need to practice."

“That's fine by me," he responds in the common tongue repeating the words in its draconic equivalent.

“What do you call this marvelous thing?" she asks, still in Draconic, her hand moving up to grip around the block in his hand.

“Why, it's soap," he purrs. “What do you have back home to clean yourself?"

“Rough rough mush… room." Switching to common, she responds. “Scrapes dirt off."

“That doesn't sound like it would work very well on a softer-skinned race," he muses, moving his free hand off of her to lift her arm. He runs the soap along it, letting her body get covered in those suds. “You didn't come very prepared for living out here, did you?"

“Tik Tik…" she sighs, her eyes fluttering open to gaze up at the star-lit sky above. “Tik Tik was excited."

“You'll need to learn how to judge people better," he says in his bilingual voice, both languages sound like sweet melodies as he speaks them. “I could very well have been trying to take advantage of you, much like that troll did."

She rolls over, laying upon him, her hands pressed against his chest. It's then she sees that he still wears that cloth between his legs. She stares up at him and smiles, nuzzling against his stomach. “Maybe, but Tik Tik is excited to make new friends. Even if nasty, friends still be friends. All Tik Tik wanted make Gramble feel good, but… but he want eat Tik Tik."

He stops cleaning her to pull her in close. “It's a dark and dangerous world out there, little Tik Tik," he reminds her. “You must be careful, especially when it comes to strangers."

“Danger is fun," she says, a smile creeping up along her snout. Her fingers trail down along the Knight's body, over his chiseled abs, and down to his waist.

He snatches her hand and leans in closer, narrowing his eyes. “My weapon is for the smiting of evil." He says. “If I were to use it on you, you would surely feel pain for every sin against love you have committed."

She yelps, wide eyed, and shuddering under his strong grasp.

His stern frown melts into a smile. “Of course, if you haven't sinned against love, then it'll be unlike anything you've felt before. So, Tik Tik, is danger still fun?"

She chitters, her tail running up along his leg. “Danger very fun! Get dangerous with Tik Tik!"