"I'm working on that part as we speak, lovey. If you don't mind; you should play your part now, don't you think?"

Chest to chest, toying with her cheek with little kisses.

The witch crawls over her ronin.

"Like this?"

"You do that! Go on, chop some wood, burn up in the artic sun."

"...oooooor I could brew a cuppa after we play our little cat and mouse game. A MUCH better option."

"I'm not dressed and I'm giving my familiars the day off to recouperate. So that is most certainly my plan!"

"Working in bed is quite therapeutic, believe it or not. Some rune scribing and taking care of you all at a Palm's reach!

Entertaining a book at her bedside.

"My, lovey, you slept very peacefully."

That eye is the creation of a wicked mage, and applying a pure energy source into it can harbor unintended results.

YOU'RE PUTTING SOUL POWER IN THAT?!

A FORTUNE TELLER?! You can't use that device for parlor tricks!!!!