Eldon was pleasantly surprised to find his hand still attached as he peeled the towel from her back down to just above the buttocks. He nodded to himself as he once again places his hands on her bare skin, but rather than focusing on the neck, the shoulders, or small gentle circles, he worked from the bottom of her tailbone. Either palm of his moved as one, as if mirror-image copies of one another as they traveled upwards towards her shoulders once again, then they circled around and moved downwards towards her butt once again. He made this cycle probably a dozen times before he heard her speak, encouraging him was her intention. But what did he hear? A fierce misinterpretation. Lovely, not a word he was familiar with, but love was something he knew the translation of. He inhaled and held his breath caged as he heard the word. He pondered the meaning, 'love', trying to understand what she was saying to him. He wasn't accustomed to hearing the word 'love' used frivolously so to 'love a massage' would seem strange to him. He accepted that even an interpretation like this would be possible since he wasn't used to the customs of humans, or whatever she was. He just had this subtle fear that, for some illogical reason, she admitted her undying love for him, a stranger. How awkward. "Okay." Was that even a suitable response? Eldon had no idea. He would need to study Common more vigorously and as soon as possible. Eldon was focused though, despite his mind jumping to such strange and broad conclusions simply form hearing a word he misinterpreted, and his hands continued their circular paths, from lower back and pressing slowly up towards the shoulders, and circled outwards to trace that very same path in reverse. Next he may try to massage the legs. He knew from experience that exercise built up tension. Running caused soreness in legs. Laborious work caused discomfort in arms, shoulders, the back. Even the occasional write found pain in their hands that could be massaged away, not that Eldon would know anything about this. The door opened, breaking Eldon's concentration at last. His head snapped up as Calyna stepped inside, unfazed that Eldon was massaging a young woman who was nude with only a towel covering her ass. Of course not. Calyna was a true masseuse, she had not only been used to such a thing for years, but even saw it as normal. Eldon looked back down at Asara's snow-white skin as he continued to work, Calyna spoke to the client, Asara, completely. "I hope he's doing alright, he's a little new. Are you ready for the public baths or do you want to remain here a bit longer?" |