Even though they are not outside upon the freshly-turned soil, Skellig could swear he can smell the earth within the room around them, feel the texture of it beneath his hands and feet.

With the ley lines running through the Lair, his senses are heightened, so perhaps that is why everything is so vivid, so vibrant.

"Will never get tired of that," he mutters, slightly drowsy - it's the heavy intake of energy in his system creeping into his voice. Allowing his body to relax further into the cushions beneath her weight. "Hearing you cry out like that, just raw Light and Karma...floods everything inside me, makes me feel so good."