"Oh, sweetheart, the gods didn't send me. They wanted me all for themselves," said Gwen with a teasing smirk and a confident wink. "I escaped." She tapped a finger to her chin and her eyes lifted upward with faux-nostalgia. "I think it's Aphrodite I miss most."
When she returned her gaze to Rhine's eyes, she glimpsed the hunger in them. Gwen had spent years conning people, and her beauty had been a large part of that, but so had her talent for observation. Right now, she observed a need in Rhine, a want, a lust that was returned enthusiastically. Then again, it wasn't like it took someone with Gwen's eye to see that.
"Just the two of us? Sounds delightful. And much as I do enjoy an audience..." intoned Gwen, moving a little closer. "I can be one greedy bitch if you let me."