She's. It entirely sure what to make of it, but she is about to thank him when he just... drifts away.
....well, then...
For a few minutes, she just sits, running her hands over her face where she sits perched on the edge of the massive bed. So much for keeping up a 'honeymoon' appearance...
She decides, eventually, on calling down to have breakfast brought up, pushing aside the blankets and heading toward the bathroom to wash up the second the phone clicks off. Maybe they'll bring it up while she's bathing...
Before disappearing into the bathroom, however, she does sift through the offered wardrobe, eventually selecting a longer looking tunic- much bigger than her, but easily belted and long enough for her to stay decent, at least, if she decides to wander. It's laid across the bed as she showers, hoping it won't seem too odd for her to go traipsing about in his clothing.
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....well, then...
For a few minutes, she just sits, running her hands over her face where she sits perched on the edge of the massive bed. So much for keeping up a 'honeymoon' appearance...
She decides, eventually, on calling down to have breakfast brought up, pushing aside the blankets and heading toward the bathroom to wash up the second the phone clicks off. Maybe they'll bring it up while she's bathing...
Before disappearing into the bathroom, however, she does sift through the offered wardrobe, eventually selecting a longer looking tunic- much bigger than her, but easily belted and long enough for her to stay decent, at least, if she decides to wander. It's laid across the bed as she showers, hoping it won't seem too odd for her to go traipsing about in his clothing.
Not that he seems to wear it too often anyway.