She's smiling as she disrobes, very much aware that he's enjoying the sight.

"Thank you, love," she sips the beer, finds it good. "There is soap, for washing, in a bit." Oh, THAT's what the box on the tray is!

"If the bread has what I think it does in it, I'm sure you'll like it." The bread is something like a naan, but thicker, and when he breaks one open, it has been stuffed with dates and honey.