"I should hope I am not." She replied, eyes wide when his hand pressed to her forehead, and wider still when they shifted to her cheeks. Her face was warm, but now it wasn't simply the influence of whatever had made his voice so alluring. Embarrassment only added to the dark purple hue pooling under Caduceus' palms, and despite all her efforts to contain it, Lioriley whimpered when their bodies briefly connected elsewhere.

All she could think of, as she looked up into those beautiful eyes, was how his long fingers might feel running over her skin. How his lips might taste. How good it would feel to be enveloped by him, tangled in him, held close and soothed by that calming voice; intoxicating as it was. "I... Thank you, Caduceus. You are far too kind." She managed to say, pressing her thighs together and shifting again. "I am truly sorry, though. I do not know what is wrong with me - but perhaps it would be wise for me to venture elsewhere for a time. Clear my head." And resist the urge to jump him.