Anais had did her best as an encouraging apprentice and offered her mentor a proper solution to his fairness conundrum, only to be told that her actions and words didn't align. Was this true? Yes, she definitely found some sort of fun in pushing the limits against Ailen, even though he was only trying to help her. If she'd ever felt like explaining, she would have blamed the slutty voice in the back of her mind which egged her on during such activities. He'd try his best? Good... that would make him the perfect test subject for her strange new learning experiences. She looked up at him, her visage mostly innocent, yet... those motions were happening once again, as her hand came closer and closer to resting against him, her nose inched more and more forward. He'd find himself resting in her throat her tongue still curling beneath his girth while saliva built up in her mouth to be swallowed. She committed that action a couple of times, while her tongue seemed apt to explore only to begin the process of removal after determining that such a hold was truly something she was just capable of. 'He's trying his best, maybe I'll think of something to make it worthwhile?' she gave it a bit of thought while her hand returned to its movements.
Moving on, Charles seemed to think a thousand years was a long time, even if you lived forever. He was right, but also wrong. "For how long would the thousand matter, how many thousands have to pass, before they start feeling like minutes? And then there is the rest, what about quality, what does a thousand years mean if you accomplish nothing? These are the reason I don't consider time in a normal fashion. For me time is a series of questions and answers, of curiosities and progress," she murmured. "It is also likely that your goddess knows more about you... than you realize about her... especially if you were human for most of the time you knew her..." she summarized as an idea. Of course, it seemed that soon after this Charles seemed to give up on the idea of arguing about the marriage overall. Apparently, Angie, as he called her, had also fought him on the matter and she'd obviously won. "I like her more every time she's mentioned," Sakura concluded. Oh? What was this, Charles finally noticed the change to his physical appearance and it seemed to bring out of him a strange reaction. Sakura watched with furrowed brow and heard a reference for manhood that she wouldn't have expected specifically from this individual. "Eh? Are you alright? That was a bit of a vulgar word choice from you..." she murmured as if simply an observer. "I am surprised you didn't notice before, but you've already admitted to not really understanding yourself," she concluded. "Also it's yours... size in men is a measure of ease of offering mana and usually a sign of quality," she explained his physiology as she was sure he didn't understand. "There are a few more minor things to understand about that but it's a lot to be added on to your present confusion levels," she spoke with some understanding while her eyes had shifted back to his manhood. She wasn't quite mesmerized but by her own understanding this size was much closer to what she was used to seeing in Munetsuchi. Obviously, you could have fun with any size as long as you were willing to to make it work, but... she imagined this would be an easy and good experience for all involved parties.