[ She collects the towel from him with a small, grateful smile and a nod of her head; any effort she makes to attend to her own state will be something she pursues behind the privacy of a closed door, rather than deal with it here. But she's careful, both in how she rises and how she navigates the layout of the room afterward, cautiously stepping over any shards of glass on the floor before bending low to retrieve the torn remnants of her underwear with a stifled grin. ]
I'll only be a moment.
[ She'll leave the specifics of the ordering to him, given that he seems to have that fairly well in hand, and briefly excuses herself to clean up as best as she's able without fully disrobing, since that would likely take more time than she can afford to use up here — but eventually, she returns, cheeks flushed with noticeable color from their recent exertions, and assumes a seat next to him. ]
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I'll only be a moment.
[ She'll leave the specifics of the ordering to him, given that he seems to have that fairly well in hand, and briefly excuses herself to clean up as best as she's able without fully disrobing, since that would likely take more time than she can afford to use up here — but eventually, she returns, cheeks flushed with noticeable color from their recent exertions, and assumes a seat next to him. ]
What did we decide on?