[ Immediately, a faint bit of color rises in his cheeks at the implication. Because of course he's going to take photos. Just. Not all of them will be for Sofia's eyes. Certainly not if he manages to get one with Inej's top off.
Which feels weird to think of, but she had just slid off the top of her robe. So it's not exactly an unprompted thought. ]
I suppose. [ Though he's currently loathe to move from where he is. Inej helps at least, sitting up as she does. He used the arm looped around her middle to give her a squeeze and leans up, stealing a kiss before he lets go.
Before he can convince himself out of getting up, he rolls out of bed to go collect his clothes for the day and make his way carefully to the bathroom. By the time he finishes washing up and dressing, breakfast has arrived and the two of them take their time with it, not exactly in a rush. They're here for a while, probably, and the gardens aren't going anywhere.
The walk to said gardens is a pleasant one, despite the strong sun, and seeing as it's a weekday, there aren't many visitors. They manage to avoid the group of what's clearly a classroom trip and end up near the orchard, lined with rows and rows of fragrant trees and their fruit. ]
no subject
[ Immediately, a faint bit of color rises in his cheeks at the implication. Because of course he's going to take photos. Just. Not all of them will be for Sofia's eyes. Certainly not if he manages to get one with Inej's top off.
Which feels weird to think of, but she had just slid off the top of her robe. So it's not exactly an unprompted thought. ]
I suppose. [ Though he's currently loathe to move from where he is. Inej helps at least, sitting up as she does. He used the arm looped around her middle to give her a squeeze and leans up, stealing a kiss before he lets go.
Before he can convince himself out of getting up, he rolls out of bed to go collect his clothes for the day and make his way carefully to the bathroom. By the time he finishes washing up and dressing, breakfast has arrived and the two of them take their time with it, not exactly in a rush. They're here for a while, probably, and the gardens aren't going anywhere.
The walk to said gardens is a pleasant one, despite the strong sun, and seeing as it's a weekday, there aren't many visitors. They manage to avoid the group of what's clearly a classroom trip and end up near the orchard, lined with rows and rows of fragrant trees and their fruit. ]
Used to climb trees like this.
[ Before. Well, before everything. ]