"Hmph. She acts as if I shamed her in public on purpose." Most of the fire behind Nero's eyes dies down, but she does pout a little, especially at that lick. "I know it is a rare, amusing sight, seeing her become as flustered as she was. But I would never provoke her in front of an audience, as tempting as it may be!"

... You know, only Nero would think nothing was strange about having a conversation with a wolf-woman twice her height and wight pinning her to the ground.

"And what, pray tell, does that have to do with this?"