"If you're asking if viewed your genitals and was over-come with lust at their beauty?" he asks in a disinterested deadpan before looking back at Sinjir. "I did consider taking your clothes as well."

At Sinjir's words, he gives him an amused look like he's watching some captive animal attempting to chew through its bars.

He sits and folds his arms over the desk. "Well then, if you want nothing: Leave. Your belongings will be returned on your way out." His expression darkens into something unreadable as he adds, "Oh, and of course, I ask that you never return, unless you fancy a night of unending pain as I pry every last shed of information out of your mind."