[She's not a pervert; she's a tease. Major difference. She'd rather make him squirm then make him...well.

Caren manages a chuckle though, and when her hand is released, she rubs it, gently checking to see if she's bruised or if she's going to have a sprain later. Not his fault. Not exactly, anyway; he doesn't know how delicate she can be. It's not something she tends to speak about.]

We were, but you seem to be getting easily distracted.

[She tilts her head.]

Match your breathing with mine again. We need to get you back into that state of not focus.

[Wryly she adds:]

I think you're good for mana exchange demonstrations.