LAEMUL: You’re magnificent, Highness. If I may be so bold, I hope to … touch you. YANORA: “Touch” me? LAEMUL: In the heart. Maybe just a little. PANEL 2 YANORA: Really. LAEMUL: Yes, really. PANEL 3 YANORA: To make of me another of your conquests, I suppose? LAEMUL: No. I’d be neither your conqueror nor supplicant nor slave. But something … YANORA: Hm? PANEL 4 LAEMUL: Something more honest. Something friendly, but … passionate. YANORA: Passionate? PANEL 5 LAEMUL: Yes. A passionate friendship. I desire you, Yanora. But I have no desire to be a slave or a master to you, or involve ourselves in something that is needlessly complex. PANEL 6 YANORA: How very, very refreshing. If true.