She laughs again, a mix of husky flirtation and simple delight. There's something to this particular game, Nadine's beginning to realize. The herbs have wound through her thoughts a touch too deeply to articulate it all that well but there's an understanding. It's a brief stroll in another shoes, trying on a part she's familiar with but only ever been at the mercy of.

Of course she's a far kinder monster.

"I promise to leave a little..."

She lets her eyes go to his throat as he bares it, such a clear and welcome invitation. It's only a sort of psychosomatic reaction, she knows it, she feels what she expects to feel and it's all born of her mind. But even so. There's a want to put her mouth over his flesh and feel his heart pulsing between her teeth. It's a want not unlike the sort he stirs in her normally, a raw sort of desire to have him and feel him.

Even those usual things are enhanced. The scent of him, so heady she can taste it. The tone and timbre of his voice, always so pleasant, caressing the inside of her skull. His touch...

"Or maybe I'll just enjoy you enough to want to keep you around. You may undress me."

He'd asked so nicely, after all.