Nathaniel knows he should feel ashamed of himself, playing in what is practically a rape fantasy. But the point of these fantasies is that those things are set to one side and there is full consent in reality, so the fantasy matters little.

He reaches out and opens those robes a little more, taking a good long look.

"I can see you are healthy," he says quietly, "and have a pleasing form. Come with me, and we will discuss this further."

He offers his hand to Anders, prepared to lead him to the tent.