It was amusement that met her open leering, from both fae and hessian. The hessian, for his part, smirked at her words and her sites, and even started to make a move toward her. This was going to be a first for her - a threesome? Never before had she taken two on at once, but she was most definitely up for the challenge. But that had been when Rodan had arrived, and the whispered French words were lost on her. As this second brute spoke, Nimueh's bland orbs happened to peer up and she caught sight of Dakota's gaze staring at her, conveying a message to her. A blank message... Or at least that was how the fae took it. Perhaps meant to convey whatever message she chose to take from it? A blank canvas for her to paint her inappropriate mind upon. But always she had been one for the finer details. "While I do appreciate your googly eyes ogling me, have you a reason for it other than to appreciate my form? To be sure, that is, of course, reason enough. But..." Lids flickered swiftly, lashes fluttering. "I did not want to miss a single thing."

A pure white femme trotted up from behind, intruding upon the meeting before quickly pledging herself to the cause without offering forward so much as a name. Though it was eyes that could be blinded and not auds, it seemed as if this particular one was daft in the eyes and blind in the ears. Could she not hear that there a conversation going on in proper order, one that had a reason and rhyme to its progression. Dante here, a beautiful piece of ass that was likely accompanied with a beautiful mind, had called them together to fulfill a mystical quest, worthy of the Knights of old. They had all of them introduced themselves one by one, and only after hearing what the lovely lady had to say had they prepared to agree to join her. This new fae, however, busted in unannounced and unaware. Nimueh narrowed her eyes, not liking the looks of her. She was either reckless and agreed to things on a whim and thus would not be around for the long haul, careless and out get them into trouble, was here as a spy for... Someone... Or had nothing to lose and everything to gain. Only one of those options was even slightly trustworthy, one of four. Poor odds, if Nimueh was a Betty lady, which she wasn't. But she had not not been the one to call this group of vagabonds together, nor would she be the one to have to deal with the consequences of this ones actions. And so, she turned to flippancy for a proper response. "Quality over quantity, I always did say." Musical lyrics lifted her words clearly even as she rolled her eyes to fall them upon the next varg who spoke.

It was To be Rodan who spoke next, if it had not even for the interruption of yet another figure, though this one was petite, smaller even than Nimueh seeing as she was just a pup, nothing more. Inconspicuously, she had moved away from Dante, not wishing to taint the innocence of the little one lest karma return to bite her on the arse tenfold. There was a time and place to learn about sex, but it was not here, it was not now, and it was certainly not by watching your elder sister flirt recklessly with a near stranger. There would be time later for the Iberian and Ethiopian to figure out their chemistry, of that Nimueh was sure, for she would be the one to ensure it. At any rate, Rodan went on to pledge himself, as did the little one. She had no idea the dangers that lay before them... It was no place for a pup with her whole life ahead of her.

It was nearly time for them to leave, they had a small... Well minuscule... Army. Nimueh's nape swiveled so that her snowed orbs fell once more upon Dante's fine figure. F"So, fearless leader, where to do you lead us? To seventy two virgins awaiting our approach eagerly, ah yes what a daunting task? Oh no, that's right we are going to our death instead. Ah, well, to die would be an awfully big adventure. Lead on then, mi amore, though perhaps you would first be so kind as to regale us with your plans for war?" Looking down at herself, she drew attention to her delicate features. Beautiful, yes, but useless in the ways of war. She paused, waiting for Dante to seal her plans before chuckling softly, rubbing her nares quickly up Dante's mandible before pulling away, remembering the younger sister. "All good plans, to be sure, but even so, one strike from their powerful paws would cause serious damage, and I would rather not have your canvas be torn. Tell me, is it not spring, nearly summer? I imagine you have plenty of hives in that territory right now. It would be a real shame if we happened to hit one of them - home run - into the bear's face. A real shame if he couldn't see." A single shade closed this time, a dainty wink that was accompanied with a soft giggle.