Lucivar coughed as the thought of Daemon being quick at anything in the bedroom was laughable. "If there's one thing Daemon knows is how not to rush," Lucivar mused. "It's not what he was trained for, after all."

He looked over at the overturned desk and back up at Renji, smiling. "Making a mess isn't going to help your case," he said. "You're only proving the lady's point."