Satisfied that she has barred the door - they will not be interrupted this evening - Skellig removes the amulet that conceals his wings, allowing them to shake free slightly as she compliments him. (Even in the lower light brought forth from the candles and firelight, she will sense his flush as she looks him over.) "We are quite the pairing."

He nods to the deeper tub. "You can get started soaking while I wash some of the day off. I did not work nearly as hard as you, but that broth required quite a bit of chopping...I did sweat a bit."