"You always have the best suggestions," he muses, yawning as he stretches out once again. First he plucks an errant flower blossom from somewhere on the bed and gently tucks it into her hair, before he wraps his arms around them (as well as makes certain that his wing is positioned to best cover them both) and leans in for another kiss.

"We will bathe, come morning." Since it would be a shame to not take advantage of the ability for a good soak one final time. "Then after breakfast, gather what we need and prepare."