Nanako
The squirrel girl, caught up in the euphoria of the bite as she was, barely registered the new arrival until Valerie was pulled away by chains. The sudden absence left Nanako feeling a little chilly all of a sudden, the painful bliss dulling all of a sudden to a faint echo, leaving her sitting there with sweat dripping down her figure, her face flushed, and her already skimpy clothing tousled and exposing more than they already did. Nanako looked around, confused and increasingly embarrassed as she spotted Sethrol. Her eyes drifted down his chiseled form for a moment before snapping back up to his.
"So, ah, where were we?" she asked, still trying to catch her breath as she stared at the man, lust-addled mind already running away with her.