On the left wall, adjacent to the shelf was a fireplace with a small flame that cackled softly. It lighted up the life-sized portrait of a middle aged man in a formal attire.
He was wearing a with a mischievous grin. Just like Nora.
". . .and when you've lived as long as I have, you tend to pick up a bunch of things here and there. . ."
She sat.
"I have never heard of sex being used as a healing tool before–"
The study seemed to darken a little bit as her words cast a looming shadow on the walls of the room.
"–this highly unusual. And quite frankly, a little strange." She kept her gaze on him, watching him closely.
Nexus immediately realized why she had brought him here.
They were finally going to admit the elephant in the room.
They were finally going to talk about it.
"It's an ancient technique," he said carefully. keeping his words to a minimum; "I'm afraid its not so common."
