"Your planet sounds fucking nice." Battle nuns sound like a porn thing Joan would normally scoff at, but her mind is running almost entirely on sex, right now. She gasps at Beta's hand on her tit, biting her lip when she's kissed on the neck.

"I'd, hheh, I'd like you in stockings." This woman is being almost effusively nice, and Joan would be suspicious if she was thinking straight. She's not. She directs Beta's hand to her cunt, rubbing her clit against the heel of her palm while fingers press deeper in. "Very- very sexy voice."