There's a low chuckle in the back of her throat, and when she smiles, years disappear from her face. She sits up and reaches for her clothes, pausing a moment to brush a kiss across his chest. Her nails graze over his skin just for a moment and then she's moving.

"Come on then. Get dressed. I would not see you waste away to nothing."

She gets dressed quickly, watching him the whole time with eyes that devour just as surely as her hands do.