Ocean's Breath Plateau how long can you hold your breath?

she was unused to staying, and knew not what he said. but erzulie knew the tones of him, his gentle touch; the melancholy silversong of his ebbing ardor called to the woman in a low way. she could not stay for many hours; she must bathe, find her way back to rosalyn. and the concept of affection between herself and a strange man was unheard of; all the same she reached to vishal, feathering a kiss along his cheek.
"je resterai jusqu'à ce que vous puissiez vous reposer," the harlot purled in her own tongue. it was one of romance, one more suited than common for their interlude, and erzulie was silent, allowing herself to be held despite the confusion wreathing through her psyche.