Her hair was finally silky and dry, having dried during their ride home. His smile brought on one of her own, Damita happy that Toho seemed to be happier now that he was home. She freed her arm of the blanket before lifting it, offering part of it to him as well.<br/><br/>“Come lay with me?” She asked shyly, longing to feel the press of another body beside hers – She did so miss home, the blanket having made it that much worse. Sitting up for a moment, Damita slid the skirt of the dress up and over her thighs, pulling it over her head before she set it aside, preferring to keep her bruises from being rubbed on.<br/>