Ginevra froze. Cael saw her tension, and the way she wasn't turning her head towards him.
He coughed awkwardly and also looked aside. Clearly, this wasn't what Cael thought it was, and he didn't want to embarrass Ginevra further.
"What's a massage?" he asked.
Mimi gently stroked Ginevra's back. "When people work hard, their muscles become stiff and painful. So I make sweet love to them with my hands until they relax again."
"This sounds…"
'Very perverted,' Cael thought.
"Very pleasurable," he said aloud. After wrangling his upper head for another moment, he recalled another thing. "My fencing teacher taught me to rub sore muscles after practice to get them to recover faster. Is this like that?"
"Yes, Cael," Ginevra said, turning towards him. Her cheeks were pink, but she seemed to recover from her previous shock. "And why do you stand there like you see my back for the first time?"
Mimi can probably make anything into innuendo. Innuendo, such a big, long word...