[ She didn't know what was going on exactly, but on the positive side, at least she could tell that he was still capable of speaking, so that was one scratch off her mental notebook. She does however quirk an inquisitive eyebrow back at his choice of words. An invitation to his room is... tempting to say the least.

Might this be some sort of prank? Nah, Swordmaster was not the type to do that. That, or he had hid that side of him ever since he met her. Well, in any case, there's only one way to find out. Hopping playfully towards the bedroom's door, W casually just creaks the stuff open to find herself eye to eye with the guy. With his bare chest on all its glory, all for her eyes to feast. Wow.

She's not complaining anyway. She's a woman who swings that way, she enjoys seeing such a shapely body of a man. ]

Well, well... If I didn't know you any better, I'd think that you're trying to take advantage of the situation we're in.

[ Despite it though, W unsurprisingly makes it obvious that she's definitely not opposed to the idea from the way she flashes her grin back at Flamebringer. Right now though, she's still more interested on what had happened to him mentally to make him resort to dirty talk her earlier. ]

But seriously, what's cooking, F? Something happenin' to you?

[ As far as she can see from him... She can't really tell, honestly. Sure that there's a small bulge in his pants, but it's not a rare case for guys with skinny jeans so she's undermining that. ]