"It makes me want to fuck," Freyr replied, looking at the strange female shapes. "Doesn't this make you want to hold the roundness of a body? Perhaps..." All of the curves seemed very tactile to him. He slid a hand over the curve of Ariadne's waist as they walked closer. "I'm glad to hear you still paint. For a while in the early 2000s I worked as a life model for an amateur night class. It was highly rewarding." In many ways.