"Shh," he said lifting his free hand up to touch her lips. "Don't talk. Merely do." If she kept at it, she would talk herself out of it. Besides, for Falleen her body was alien anyways. That and there was no guarantee that anyone would see them at all. He could barely make out the people moving around down at the front of the palace as it was. They'd have to be looking for them, for starters, and then be using something to get a better view in order to be able to see them. He slid his hand to tug her dress down, wanting it off of her. "Relax and focus on what feels good." Like his hand, for example, as it roamed over her.