"Yes, ma'am," Ianchus says forlornly, in faux-distress. Oh, oh, cruel. Now that he's thought about it and has been forbidden from it, all he can think about is the hot water creeping over his body, loosening his muscles...

Hearing about the Nexus, though, he perks up a little. "Worlds between worlds?" He tries to imagine it, running the thoughts over in his brain. "I suppose something like this isn't completely new to you, then? Maybe this is a part of your Nexus?"

He, after all, hasn't gotten the chance to even skim the guide. Monkey blood and all.