Tarrok paused a moment to consider that sentence. That everything would be fine if they were together. Not the sort of thing he was used to hearing, from anyone. A small feeling kindled in his chest, something that might one day grow into actual hope.<br/><br/><span style="color: #0080FF">"Thought you might say that."</span>Tarrok nodded. Quickly went to grab their clothes, discarded all over the place. Tangled with each other here and their. Left his wet shirt by the fire for the moment, that'd just make him colder.<br/><br/>Once Aiko was dressed, he'd sit right down with her. Pull her in close, put his arms around her. Let her nestle right against his chest, his body heat to hers. Kiss the top of her head, between the catlike ears.<br/><br/><span style="color: #0080FF">"Are you hungry for any more?" </span>He asked. Nodded toward some of the things still out. Small things that'd keep for a bit. Snagged one of the cheese and crackers real quick. Blame that hyper active saiyan metabolism, I know I do.