[ He settles at the foot of the bed, leaning forward, arms braced on knees. The look he offers her is remarkably innocent, no hint of a smile, but eyes brimming with quiet amusement, ] Were they all naked? [ Even as he mocks her, he extends a hand, gesturing her closer. Damp skin and hair and eyes glinting, his manner is arch, indulgent, in a way he knows won't last. He's rarely this unselfconscious outside of battle. Except that's what his mind is wired for, and the reminder will surge with full force later. ]
[ He may as well make use of this moment -- its novelty -- while it lasts. ]
action;
[ He may as well make use of this moment -- its novelty -- while it lasts. ]