[How can he not be charmed, hearing that laughter? Seteth rolls over to flop beside Rosie as he's freed, lax and satisfied. He's rather tired himself, to be honest; getting pulled into a romp like that before he even had a chance to wake up fully..... His first inclination is to cozy up and go right back to sleep, a lingering instinct from long gone, happier days.
There's no call for that, though--he ought to at least go back home if he really intends to be that lazy. It isn't as though his job needs him anymore, after all--the city is shining and beautiful now, no longer ruined piles of rubble. What is there even left to rebuild? Seteth moves to start buttoning his shirt, murmuring thoughtfully.]
What did any of that have to do with therapy, if I may ask?
[If he was brought in to assist, then there's no doubt he'll be allowed to go. But will she? Is that all the "therapy" she needed, or was the sex just meant to facilitate something else, some other sort of treatment or discussion?]
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[How can he not be charmed, hearing that laughter? Seteth rolls over to flop beside Rosie as he's freed, lax and satisfied. He's rather tired himself, to be honest; getting pulled into a romp like that before he even had a chance to wake up fully..... His first inclination is to cozy up and go right back to sleep, a lingering instinct from long gone, happier days.
There's no call for that, though--he ought to at least go back home if he really intends to be that lazy. It isn't as though his job needs him anymore, after all--the city is shining and beautiful now, no longer ruined piles of rubble. What is there even left to rebuild? Seteth moves to start buttoning his shirt, murmuring thoughtfully.]
What did any of that have to do with therapy, if I may ask?
[If he was brought in to assist, then there's no doubt he'll be allowed to go. But will she? Is that all the "therapy" she needed, or was the sex just meant to facilitate something else, some other sort of treatment or discussion?]