Lenore will keep her integrity and snap Guyld awake

Lenore wasn't some sleezy fetish hypnotist, she was a therapist and doctor of the people... she couldn't let herself get carried away. Her working relationship- and friendship- with the noble lady came before her sex drive. For now, she'd simply snap her fingers and hope that the old adage proved true: Geod rewards kindness where he sees it.

"Not there~!" Guyld cried, her eyes widening as she popped awake and spittle flying from her lips at the sound of the snap. She recovered herself and shook her head dizzily. "Hm? Oh. I nodded off," she gasped, producing the fan again to hide the surprise on her face. She peaked one eyebrow and turned back to her therapist. "How long was I out? I was having the most interesting dream about... um... Nevermind that."

"Are you sure? Therapists love it when their patients tell us about their dreams. We can learn so much from them," Lenore teased, putting on a small, mischievous grin as she tapped her quill pin up and down upon the doctor's manual she'd brought with her. "Sharing may feel good."

Lenore hadn't meant the request seriously... and Guyld had no reason to offer forth the information... and yet... those words stuck out to her, persisting in her head as though Geod was calling her to them:

"Sharing may feel good."

"Sharing...?" Guyld repeated, clearing her throat as one of her fierce eyebrows twitched and a smile played at the corner of her lips behind the folded fan. That dream was way too embarrassing to share with anyone, even someone like her husband... There was no way she was going to share it with her therapist... right?