Looking in the direction of how much his brain wants what Yaisa is offering, if it's only a five-silver matter of social capital, feels legitimately scary.  It's not like the sense of attachment he feels to Carissa or the terror of her being taken away, this is straightforward sexual desire burning fierce and uncomplicated.

"Flirting with you at lunch was a mistake.  I have work to do today and if I leave you up here masturbating with no orgasms I am going to be repeatedly incredibly distracted."

Looking in the direction of how much his brain wants what Yaisa is offering, if it's only a five-silver matter of social capital, feels legitimately scary.  It's not like the sense of attachment he feels to Carissa or the terror of her being taken away, this is straightforward sexual desire burning fierce and uncomplicated, just, too much of it.

"Flirting with you at lunch was a mistake.  I have work to do today and if I leave you up here masturbating with no orgasms I am going to be repeatedly incredibly distracted."