His hands across her body, even touching her in intimate ways that she still had yet to get used to, was a relaxing feeling for her. Just as he explored her skin, she did so his. Her hand ran from the base of his neck, down his spine. He had a couple scars and nicks here and there, she found them gently with her fingertips as she traced his bare skin. Even so, she was slightly surprised he wasn’t put off by her own scar. It was unsightly, and it marred her skin for the worse. But, she wanted to remember every inch of his body, she wanted to know her way around him with her eyes closed. “Do you have any scars?” She looked up to him curiously, her fingers gently ticking his skin.<br/><br/>When she heard the doors open as well, she couldn’t help but smile with him. “Good, I have A feeling you’ll be getting a lot of runners who need a place to stay. They’ll need the room. This war has barely begun, we need everything we can get.” She closed her eyes again, sighing softly. She didn’t want to have to leave, to have to find Azmarin, she just wanted to stay.<br/><br/>She curled up even further in the blanket, one of her legs moving from being tangled with his, to draping across his hip. Her leg pulled him closer and she hugged him tighter, his chest flush against hers. “I never want to leave,” she sighed.