She'd rather have a Cuhen Malcogn claim her than Kleve, whom she thought she knew his true nature but was mistaken about.

Suddenly, the door opened, and the man she had just called came to her aid. She quickly hugged herself, covering her nakedness.

Cuhen!

She cried.. Not because of fear, but because of joy. She wanted to run up to him and hug him, but she didn't have any reason to, so she was content to hug herself.

"Fuck!" Kleve angrily yelled and pulled out a gun, but Cuhen's gun was already pointed at him.

"The last time I checked, I beat you up and gave you a few...