Silently.

Instead of speaking to him, the nun lifted her body upward, propping herself up with her arms. In this position, Harvey became aware that she was nearly as tall as he was, with an unexpectedly plain habit and a red band wrapped around her eyes. There even seemed to be traces of scars on her face... their pattern and the way they cut through her eyebrows left no doubt that she was actually blind. "What a... crazy nun..." Harvey thought to himself. "No... not just crazy... crazy sexy. This is Ms. Ralli's definition of a cute nun?! She looks like... she stepped out of some horny bastard's mid-sermon doodle..."

The nun looked aroused... but also displeased, with the corner of her lip half-dropped in a look of frustration that exposed her lower teeth. Harvey tried to figure out why as his anonymous partner let out a quiet sigh. Then, she raised one of her fingertips to her lips, revealing her long, provocatively pink gloves, and shushed him.

"Oh right!" Harvey realized. "We gotta avoid wakin' everybody else up. Also... I told Ms. Ralli it didn't matter if the nun talked, didn't I? So maybe she's expectin' the two of us to keep quiet." He sealed his lips and nodded slightly, letting her know he got it.

The nun nodded in response, then went still... and pensive... growing more and more flushed. It was hard for him to imagine, but it was almost like this erotic fantasy visiting him had no idea what she was supposed to do next. Finally, she turned her head towards him again and gestured with one hand. First, she pointed down at what was in front of her, between his legs. Then, she raised that hand to her lips... she held it there with the thumb and forefinger together and all three other fingers extended into the air. She moved it forward and backward as she held her red-painted lips open, revealing her pink tongue and letting it fall from her mouth. She moved her tongue between the circle made by her thumb and forefinger. She closed her lips again, then tilted her head curiously.

Harvey felt himself sweating. There was no mistaking that he was being given an offer. Was that what he wanted? How could it not be? Was there anything else?