Awww, he wasn't biting. Lalla sighed dramatically, chewing her lip for a moment. Perhaps it was her astounding lack of knowledge as to what was 'acceptable' in social situations, but Lalla was rather tempted by this man. Then again, that could just be her hormones going haywire. After all... she'd never actually slept with a man before. So her desire to know what that was like was mingling with her desire for... well, for Antony.
"So serious," She murmured, grinning at him. "Such a serious artist. Couldn't let himself give in to desire. Of course, here's me, assuming you'd even want me. My state of nudity does not automatically make me an object of desire, I know this. So perhaps this is less self-control as it is complete disinterest." With a slow blink, she turned back to what she was supposed to be looking at. Perhaps that was true. Perhaps he really just didn't want her. Immediately, she could feel that elated part of her begin to deflate, and she took on somewhat of a melancholy look. Unintentionally, of course.