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[claritatis]

[The quick breath in that he takes comes with a couple of rapid blinks that look like waking up, and he clears his throat slightly as he shakes his head.]

Of course not.

[That finely honed poise is creeping back in, slowly but surely and even with how comfortable he is with her like this.]

Ladies first.

[dedikated]

( Ignis wouldn't be himself without that poise, would he, now? Kate pauses, her hand on a towel before she tilts her head towards him. )

C'mon.

( They may as well save water. Not that it really saves water. But still. )

[claritatis]

[It doesn't save water at all but he's not going to point that out. That barely recovered poised almost doesn't hold as he shifts himself off the bed to follow her.

Any excuse to be near to her in situations like this is a good one, and he'll take it.]

It would be my pleasure.

[dedikated]

( She's full of good ideas when they're not about punching her friends, and is more than happy to lead the way to his bathroom and turn on the shower. Good things about Hadriel - the layouts of each flat are pretty much the same across the board.

The shower itself? Well that's a productive time, though certainly not about to save the city any water. But they get clean, nothing is dropped and they get out in one piece. Congratulations, kids. And clothes are likely found and placed onto bodies, hair rearranged and tied out of faces, until they're ready to face the day. And the city. )