Zahra's morbid curiosity had gotten the better of her when her omnisense infiltrated the most intimate places of Erik and Emma. Erik's explanation distracted her just enough so that she couldn't be stopped by her shame. Now, her omnisense was close enough to notice the quivering, denied flesh of Emma's inner walls.
Erik had realised Zahra's sexual experience was likely minimal, but he doubted she was inexperienced enough not to know what was going on. She was still a woman, after all. So long as she'd at least pleasured herself with her fingers on occasion, she'd know what it meant for someone to be on the edge.
"Heh, that's right," he chuckled, praising Zahra for a correct answer. "My Emma does love pleasing me, and proving her ability to me… both of which she's doing in spades right now."
