[ He really is just asking for trouble, isn't he... really, he should count himself lucky she's definitely in no fit state to return the favour right now or she'd absolutely make him sorry! ... or, well. Maybe she wouldn't. He did clean up after his mess, after all, and he's being so... considerate, all of a sudden. Not in the princely, irritating way the Faerie King made a show of being, either. ]

Mmhm. Already. Some of us actually do need to sleep, you know?

[ She takes his hand and slowly, carefully, eases herself out of the tub. It takes a little work, even with her hand in his - her thighs in particular are protesting loudly - but she manages. ]

Besides. Don't act like you're not looking forward to it.