There is more than one art piece on the wall depicting a woman and two men engaged in carnal acts. Kreyu finds her mind inserting Ajax, Skellig, and herself into one of those art pieces. "Oh," Kreyu flushes.

"Well, he has good taste. But I would only share you with YOU, my love."

She shakes her head. "Though it's making me feel a bit...territorial, which is ridiculous," she huffs, annoyed with herself.