You'll save those for later.

You lower the hand that had the two fingers raised, grinning and slipping it into your cloak. "I'll save 'em for later."

The centaur woman has to take a moment to process that... then she tilts her head to the side a bit. "What?"

You shrug, grinning at her. "I'll save 'em for later!"

"I... do not understand."

You throw your head back and cackle. "Oh, you're a fun one! Look, I got five conditions, sugar tits. I gave ya three. I'm in charge and ya gotta keep me happy. Ya gotta be naked when we're alone together. And ya can't fuck me. I got two other conditions, but... I'm gonna decide 'em later!"

You can see the aspiring knight grit her teeth as the outrage sets in. "What is your angle, you cad?"

You lean back against the wall, putting an arm behind your head to rest on and waving your other hand dismissively. "Aw, c'mon, sugar tits! I live in the moment! I want five, I gave ya three, I dunno what the other two'll be, so I'll have 'em for when I can think of 'em! It ain't hard!"

She looks like she's about to tear her hair out at how aggravating you are to her. Charlotte growls a bit in frustration. "Why even give me five conditions for you to cooperate? I've shown my hand, I need you, and it has to be you! Why give me five conditions to cooperate when you could simply give me orders directly or require I do everything you want at any moment to secure you're cooperation? What reason do I have to believe you'd keep to these five conditions only?"

You lower head head a bit, your shaggy, honey-colored bangs shading your eyes menacingly, matched by the fang-showing smirk you send her. "You don't, love. But ya don't have to. Ya need me, ya don't know me. You're at the mercy of a stranger. But that's the thing, horsey. You're takin' a leap of faith. You're surrenderin' yourself to someone else. It may be blind faith, but ya don't got much choice but to just trust I'll keep my word on that. Do I have any reason to? Not really!"

"Then why would you?" She asks, her voice little more than a whimper. She looks away from you, one arm crossed over her stomach, rubbing at her other arm. She looks **** and a bit scared.

"Because it's fun!"

Her ears perk and she meets your gaze. "Fun?"

"Love, I'm a thrillseeker! The reason I would have to keep my word on these five conditions makin' me work with ya? Because it's fun! It's exciting! It makes things interestin'! It's an adventure, ya cow-titted horse! When I set my own rules, I follow 'em because I wouldn't've set 'em if I didn't wanna have fun doin' 'em! It ain't hard, ya horse-brained bimbo!" You throw your head back and cackle.

Charlotte jumps when you stand up. The shackles on your legs fall away, unlocked already from your idle lockpicking on the first day. She recoils a bit, worried as you step up to her. She clenches like you're about to hit her, but then opens one of her blue eyes when nothing comes. She looks and sees your hand outstretched for a handshake... and the erect cock sticking up right next to it.

"Partners?" you ask, grinning at her.