Lion Head Mesa acquiescent

The neb was so serious. It made Sayf wonder what he looked like when he was experiencing pleasure. The thought made warmth bloom in his stomach, so he decided not to linger too long on that thought, no matter how much he suddenly yearned to explore the hard, muscled planes of the wolf's body. I'm sorry, he said quietly. It's hard to be in a place that makes you unhappy. He knew that feeling all too well. 

He could tell Germanicus was not fond of being the subject of conversation, so Sayf went along when he guided it towards the fellahin. I like to explore outside the mesa, he quickly answered. It helps keep my mind peaceful.