Thelema smiles warmly as he leans into her touch, her eyes subtly lidded. She'd been intrigued to begin with, given the stories, and he seemed like a sweet, gentle soul right away--but that desire she can feel crackling within him, that's really too tempting to resist when she doesn't even really have any reason to. She's confident she can charm her way around any wariness brought on her by association, and might even help smooth things over for him.

"Perhaps I can help to make it not quite so hard for you..?"

Although she makes no clear sign of the innuendo being deliberate, her expression is definitely a couple notches less wide-eyed and innocent than it had been at first, and she gingerly offers her other hand to him.

"Hmm... if you are not comfortable here, is there another place you would prefer to have me? Intimate things should be handled somewhere you feel safe, yes?"