"You're absolutely gorgeous, Zaana, and I'd choose you over a naga anyday," Nova said with a friendly smile.  After noticing her gaze flickering between the two beds, he answered the semi-implied question, "The one with the flame-sheets are mine, and I don't want to really stain the sheets right now, since I'd be the one to wash them later.  I guess we can do it on the guest bed, then."