[And thus does a towel pop into existence. It does not negate the way he stares at her dragon breasts, but at least one issue has been solved here. Look. He's all about casual nudity. And inviting beautiful people to his spring. It has not nearly gotten the amount of attention it needs.]

Then off you are, Moglad! We needn't torture you with your mother's gorgeous, naked body.

[His apprentice makes a quick exit with something akin to a moogle-scream. Well. Not he knows how to get rid of him quite expediently in the future.]

Of course, if you wish! Though, should we go, I think you'll find a bowl of freshly picked grapes already waiting for you. And drink. I have a lovely tea brewing.