Moonspear and there's blood on your hands

Rannoch's eyes lit up with recognition as Terance elaborated. It made sense now; he wanted to impress Lyra. When prompted of whether or not women liked men who were forward, Rannoch took a moment to recall the times in which Liffey had been fond of him acting in such a way. 

"Yeah, Liffey doesn't like it when I pussyfoot around," Rannoch said with an edge of amusement in his tone; he had never heard of the word pussyfoot, and found it funny. "But, I can't say that's what every woman is like. Some might not like it," he advised his friend, as Liffey was the only woman that Rannoch had wooed. 

"What have you tried with her so far?" asked Rannoch, wondering if they could use Terance's previous failures to construct a victory. "And how did she act?" he added, wondering if she had shown any interest in him.