Erin comes forward, her smile almost girlish, coquettish. Liron envelops her with the enchantment of the cloak, an enchantment assuring privacy, and draws her mouth to his. The breath flows swift and lush from her lungs; he inhales deeply, eagerly. On the astral, she is a bright beacon of life gleaming against the dark. Her eyes burn with the light of souls uncounted. Now, the profusion of life energy she has assimilated flows to him. With it comes the essential force he requires to sustain himself, as well as the power to resist the leprosis, to hold any further deterioration in check.