[ She smiles quietly to herself, as she feels long before he says anything, how the tension goes out of him.

But with his words, she leans forward, pressing up on her toes to lay the kiss gently on his shoulder as careful as a drain drop. ] I am glad. I feared I may have lost my touch, I have not done this since I came here...

[ She keeps up her circles, over and over, every ache she can find, anything that makes him sigh in relief, she works the water at his muscles. Warm and encompassing, a passed down tradition.

It just didn't happen to be her wedding night. But at least knowing she was helping someone so dear to her? It was just as good.

Because if the touch of his tail meant anything, it was to not stop, letting him be as comfortable as possible. ]

Turn? I must get all of you.