Skellig is only the slightest bit smug as she comments about his abilities to leave her satisfied, chest puffing up faintly as his smirk shifts to a grin.
"I was hoping you would ask me to join you," he says. "I brought your robe and some the soaps and oils you prefer, they are there on the bench," he motions to the low wooden bench near the bath. "I will grab my own, then join you. Do you want a drink? There is beer, and some more of that cordial in a small bottle and some cups..."
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"I was hoping you would ask me to join you," he says. "I brought your robe and some the soaps and oils you prefer, they are there on the bench," he motions to the low wooden bench near the bath. "I will grab my own, then join you. Do you want a drink? There is beer, and some more of that cordial in a small bottle and some cups..."