Liliana Vess Defiant Necromancer

Indeed. It would be just terrible if they did something so foolish as to just move in together with no discussion or even acknowledgment that it were happening. How terribly irresponsible of them it would be!

"My darling, I--" Liliana paused. Did she really want to say this? The feeling of being open, vulnerable, naked in a way she did not like grew even more. "I...like it. When you are with me." There. Less than everything, but enough to hopefully get her point across. "I didn't want you to feel obliged to join me, especially if you were working through your options. So I said I was taking a bath and assumed you'd join me if you wished. If I wanted solitude, I would have said so," she added, her shrug making her silk rustle. "And if you were restless, you should have come to bed."

She leaned in, capturing his mouth for another one of those kisses that attempted to make up for all of the ones that had been missed; they were working on quite the backlog. "I would have tried to help you sleep," she murmured. "When you...pull away from me...you..." Ugh, when had words gotten so hard? "You deny me the chance to offer you the same...care? That you lavish upon me."

A laugh, awkward for all that it pretended to be bright. "I freely admit, however, I am not so practiced as you at it and it doesn't come naturally..."

But that didn't mean she wouldn't like to...try. Sometimes. For him.