Aletta walked into the shower, having slid her dress down and getting her undergarments off as well, chuckling as she jumped underneath the hot water and kissing Rolf once again. "My well-being? I am feeling fine now, I just worry far too much about this war. We'll make it through and have a happy family life, and no, we will not raise our children like our parents have raised us," She cupped his face, her other hand sliding over his body and gently squeezing his thighs. He was the one she loved most of all, and someone she could barely live without. His scent, his voice, the way his mouth move as he spoke. Even the subtle gestures he made and the way he'd look at his paperwork with a serious face, work through it and fall onto the bed with her when he'd be done. It made him Rolf, and she loved him for each and every little character trait he had. "You barely realise how handsome you are and how absolutely desirable you look now, Rolf, really." She said, standing close to him and looking up at him, pressing kisses on his shoulder.