Laurin was, regretably, one of those early risers as well. Many years spent on the family farm afforded her a biological clock in sync with nature that screamed 'up! up now!' long before the cock crowed Detangling herself from sleeping bodies without waking them had also been done with practiced hands. While she would have much preferred a bath, the warm waters caressing her form as scented soap gently lifted away evidence of her nightly activities, her study of magic would have to do.<br/><br/><em>Must put on airs for the captain, mustn't we?</em>Similarly, her clothing had been robbed of the same proof as she descended from the rooms and into the courtyard. Though she was indeed out stretching amongst Raine's company, her movements were much softer as she was simply trying to limber up. She didn't really seem to have any particular enfatuation with anyone's form, much like she couldn't be accused of focusing her attention on any one person, either.