Xavier didn't even consider changing his mind. What was there to consider? Here was a beautiful woman, leading him to her room. If anyone was likely to change their mind, it really ought to be her, but he'd found - with mounting delight - that Aurellian women changed their minds a lot less often than Clovennians. He wasn't sure how much of it was on account of actual morality, and how much on account of their reputation. He only knew that he preferred his partners to be enthusiastic, and fully into what was happening, thank you.
"If you let me," he confirmed, a teasing smile playing on his lips as he followed her down the hallway, not taking his eyes away from her.