George let his head fall back and sighed, willing himself back into the sense of calm acceptance that he'd managed to capture earlier. When he returned Lust's gaze, he seemed a little less tense.

"I'm not used to being aggressively pursued, and I don't think you will leave me be until you prove whatever point you came here to make." He shrugged, offering a bemused smile. "And I like to think of myself as practical. And your breasts are stunning."