The fish hand would have given her fits, a month ago, but then she fucked Khoriya and she thinks, well, her genitals will be normal-sized. And she's got a nice wrack. And-

Joan stiffens under gentleness more than force. She's used to force, especially after the banquet. At least the bruises are all healed. "It wasn't that kind of orgy."

If Joan gets pity from a stranger, she'll probably scream. Pity from friends is bad enough. Change the subject. "Just for the record, I don't do mouth stuff. Nothing personal, I'm just bad at it. You don't want me down there. Good with fingers, though!"

She does jazz hands.