"Well then... I suppose a descent into madness would only be courteous on my part, wouldn't it?" After disconnecting Kasmina's garter belt from her stockings, one may have expected Sorin to remove the latter. He would not, however, be doing this tonight. He did move farther down her legs, even seating himself between them in a way that left his face brushing against the inside of her left thigh while he reached out to discard the shoe upon that foot. This process recreated along the other leg, with the interim allowing Sorin a moment to smell the innocence upon this woman. Upon removing the second shoe, he only felt natural kissing the inside of her thigh as his hands trailed back up her legs. All the while, he looked through the corner of his eye to keep his gaze upon the face of the transforming woman.