Calliope stands before him, patient as he begins to dry her off. She subconsciously shudders, much to her embarrassment. One would take it from the chill of getting out, but it was more because of Gracis' touch, more than anything else. She regains her composure, her eyes wandering down to Gracis as he kneeled before her, in a position she craves to see him in. She meets his eyes for a moment before her hand strokes his head slowly and almost suggestively. "You are done..."