"Certainly not for whatever reasons you're expecting."

Moira speaks in a cool, clipped tone, golden eyes gleaming as her gaze meets his. He was an imposing man, but damn, he was rather attractive...

"If you must know," she continues, her voice slowly shifting into a husky, lilting tone, "I was looking to have a little... fun with your men. Nothing malicious, I assure you."

She lets her eyes wander, now that she's got ample time to do so. Her captor is quite the handsome figure, and here Moira was, unable to even so much as touch him...