Reuben smiled back, albeit briefly, looking over the boy. Very pretty, very pretty indeed. He breathed deeply again, leaning forward before he got to his feet and stepped towards the boy. It was getting late, and considering how busy the Theatre had already been so far tonight, surprisingly so for so early in the week, he had better swallow down his nerves and hurry everything along. Otherwise he would be late to see Fabian tomorrow and that would alter the boy's uncle that something was wrong and God help him should the Judge discover what his choosen priest had been doing. He'd never be allowed to tutor Fabian again, never see him, never mind to continue his work within the church.
He swallowed again, wetting his throat and stopped only a few inches from the...the... well, the whore. As soon as he admitted to himself what he was about to do, what he was doing in such a place, the excitement and lust began to pulse through him stronger than they had for several days now. "Are you busy at the moment?" He asked, with hardly even a quiver in his voice. The demons were getting stronger, and the fact was, Reuben wasn't overly worried about it.