Neverwinter Forest goldenglow

Unfortunately for Mal, Aibreann's ability to form coherent speech has also flown right out the window. The only language she can comprehend in this moment is touch — one that Mal seems to speak rather well. A soft, breathy whine slips from her, barely audible. Her head tilts slightly to the side in invitation, offering further access if he should choose to continue his affections. Right now, she can't think of anything she wants more.