I will be certain to make others see that. Otherwise, we will never know a quiet moment on our honeymoon. [ The hand at his nose gently trails down his cheek once more before finally resting on his arm. ] A work in progress is far better than nothing, my love. Even if only one or two places exist on the list? I would see you see those two places.

[ For as optimistic as Aymeric is? He is a realist to some degree. Perhaps not the same as Estinien or even Lucia. There is just a touch of it to anchor him so he does not spin so far away as Ysayle once had. His dream will inspire others to reach for the same goal and make it as much of a reality as they can make it. ]

Tending to you is never a trouble or a bother, Aymeric.

[ Her smile remains gentle even at his reflexive sigh. There was not a worry she could not please him or bring him to a state of arousal. She is simply happy to see that his desire did not wash away the moment he entered the bath. If she will move further will depend on the way their conversation moves. She intends not to steer things in that direction unless it is made clear it is what he wishes.

That is, until she feels his fingers loosening her braid and moving across the top of her head. Her eyes flutter shut as a long pleased sigh comes from her. Her shoulders drop and her head moves entirely into his hands so he might direct it as needed. A shiver runs from the tip of her ears and down to her toes, causing the edge of her tail to flick. Without meaning to, Alkaid leans her whole body backwards to press her back to his chest. Normally, she might make a playful note or gesture to their now rather intimate positioning, but her eyes are still closed as she feels his hands through her hair. She shifts against his person without realization and a pleased sound escapes her. ]