[She'd heard the door open and close, of course, but she doesn't bother looking up until she hears that familiar, low laugh. When she spots him there she smiles brightly at him, abandoning her wash cloth so she can wave him over to her.]
There you are. I thought you might enjoy a little peace and quiet.
[He leans into the touch, a smile playing across his lips as his eyes close. ]
I'll be sure to address that error right away.
[He turns his head to kiss her palm, his own hand moving to brush the back of her neck as he stands and starts to undress. At least he's not wearing heavy armour right now, that's a plus. ]
[It hasn't escaped her just how rare Fenris' smiles are, so when he gives her one now it's very hard for Jove not to follow him straight out of the tub and help him undress and see if she can't get him to smile just a few more times.
But he'll be in with her soon, and she'll just have to be content with waiting and making him happy then. Reaching for the wine, she uncorks it and keeps an eye on him as he starts to strip down.]
Josephine believes she can pull a few strings, get them some small dwellings along the Free Marches. It's not perfect, but it's better than the alternative.
[He's lived the alternative, and he wouldn't wish it upon anyone.
He lets his clothing fall into an untidy heap, uncaring of where they land. He pads over to the bath, carefully clambering in next to her, giving a sigh of satisfaction as he sinks into the water.]
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There you are. I thought you might enjoy a little peace and quiet.
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Hmmm, I do enjoy the peace and quiet. You've rescued me from another losing game of Wicked Grace with Varric. How valiant of you.
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I do what I can, but you are far too overdressed. You should see to that while I pour us some wine.
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I'll be sure to address that error right away.
[He turns his head to kiss her palm, his own hand moving to brush the back of her neck as he stands and starts to undress. At least he's not wearing heavy armour right now, that's a plus. ]
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But he'll be in with her soon, and she'll just have to be content with waiting and making him happy then. Reaching for the wine, she uncorks it and keeps an eye on him as he starts to strip down.]
How are the plans going for the refugees?
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[He's lived the alternative, and he wouldn't wish it upon anyone.
He lets his clothing fall into an untidy heap, uncaring of where they land. He pads over to the bath, carefully clambering in next to her, giving a sigh of satisfaction as he sinks into the water.]