The doctor nods, and briefly steps into the other room which contains, most likely, some small bathing facilities. After no more than a moment, he returns in a silken robe of intricate paisley pattern, held by a black silken belt.

"So much better," he declares, "but this is to be about your body, not mine."

He stands before the couch, observing Sinric's body, then reaching out to brush aside the hair and touch one hard nipple.

"So much more generous than what we men are usually endowed with," he comments, rolling it between his fingers.