Esperia rode her bravado for her long as her innocent mind possibly could. Alisa could see it from this close, not only seeing her struggle with being earnest about her lust - not playfully earnest, but honestly earnest - but gauging just for how long she could keep it up. Esperia too might catch a glimpse of these feelings too, if she looked back into her eyes long enough: Not unlike how she did with Lilith, defying at her at every turn, Alisa's challenge to Esperia felt more like a dare, an exercise issued by a teacher to her student. How much more can you handle...? Are these your own feelings, or are you borring them from Asmodeus?
Albeit initially unspoken, Esperia could possibly guess Alisa would soon have these questions... But if she did guess it, she made no mention of it, though simply fretting over her girlfriend might have distracted her until the sculptress actually went and asked about it, prompting about as detailled explanation as the girl could handle; the magic was still too new and unmastered for her to put it to words. To her credit, she did so nicely, with Alisa's nodding and rubbing of her chin confirming she had understood the message:
"I see...", she began, stylishly crossing her legs, highlighting her full, shapely thighs through the tight binding of her training pants, "Then you should remember that feeling, remember what you just did, and put twice as much effort in training your willpower...", concluding her assessment, she'd look back up into Espy's expectant eyes, "You not only have to keep Asmodeus' bindings at bay, but break the very chains that bind you. Your own lust and your love towards Fia, althought related, are completely different things. Finding other people attractive is perfectly natural and understandable.", she'd reassure, in a way sharing some of her own polyamorous views in the process. But she'd only go so far. In the end every piece of advice given to Esperia was tailored to her, inspiring her to find her own path to success instead of relying on Alisa's, or even Lilith's, "Whether you act on that lust for anyone but the girl you love, that depends only on the strength, the nature of your feelings for Fia, and hers towards you."
All she hoped for was that these words could in somewhat help this cute little lewdling who Alisa had been readily growing so fond of. Unlike what she suggested, getting Lilith to come out again was the last thing she wanted at that moment, but once Esperia suggested it, Alisa couldn't help but think back to it, glancing away contemplative as she tucked a raven lock behind her ear, chuckling once she confirmed she indeed wouldn't have minded at all:
"I'll admit, the thought crossed my mind for a moment~", Alisa acknowledged, trailing that finger to her lower lip, tilting her head with a playfully innocent look, before looking sharp and knowingly into Esperia's eyes. A look whose obvious destination, wasn't simply Esperia, but the tenant living inside her body, "...But I can be patient, and this feels like a perfect moment to do so~"
These troubling words did make Alisa's smile fade somewhat, bringing both hands to her knees in that same pondering pose, occasionally glancing down at the gravel, then up at a lone, running jogger, another pretty girl not unlike the one she met when she ran in. Seeing this, she immediately glanced at Esperia, wondering if the girl would have oggled too, and praising her honesty when she inevitably did:
"Honesty feels very liberating, not just for yourself, but just about any person on this planet~", stated the sculptress once again, nodding and petting the girl's head, "You always fooled around with your lust, but you were never truly open about it. Those are very different things; you need not fondle a girl in public to express your attraction to her. Once you're open about them for long enough, Asmodeus' power should in turn feel easier to understand. She's the demon lord of lust, and controlling a power you scarcely understand should feel quite difficult indeed."
Of course, the look in Alisa's face as she spoke all but suggested tolerance - appreciation even - of someone praising her beauty and expression attraction to her, she disliked randoms getting their hands all over her. Suggesting that she indeed considered those two things separate, one worthy of praise and the other not so much...