<strong><span class="bbc_u">~Kamaria~</span></strong><br/><br/>"Well then." Kamaria dipped her head a bit in a show of appreciation. Raising her eyes back to him, she let out a quiet yawn, and looked towards the stairs. "I shall be off to bed then. And in the morn, perhaps we can talk of my debt to you... Goodnight Blacksmith Gabriel." She chuckled quietly, and headed for the stairs, soon reaching a bedroom with Jessica in it, and another that was open. For a while, she looked around, but did not pry into the man's business. Merely looked at his belongings from the bed's point of view. She undid the lace at her pants and slid them off, and crawled into bed, finding rest rather quickly after that.<br/><br/><div align="center">~XXX~</div><br/>The morning had come smoothly, and she woke from a rather intense rest feeling physically better. She reached back, tying her hair into a very short French braid and letting her longer bang pieces hang down next to her cheeks. She rubbed her eyes clean of sleep and reached into her little leather pouch to chew on two leaves of mint and then rub her lips in beeswax infused with tangerine oil. She shifted up, pulled on her pants, and tied up her corset in the front, having a smaller replacement lace of white at the bottom to keep it closed over her navel.<br/><br/>Upon reaching the downstairs, she saw Gabriel in the chair, and reached over, running her fingers across his shoulder; the first time she'd touched him.<br/><br/>"It's already morning. Are your dreams too good for you to wake from them?"