She glanced up at the sound of that sigh, chuckling softly. "... yeah, I do too." She admitted with a faint smile. As nice as he cleaned up, she couldn't deny that he just looked right in what he normally wore. She cleared her throat, quickly glancing away, "Well, let me change too then." Gingerly she swung her legs over the bed, flinching only slightly when she put her weight on her poor sore tootsies, trotting off to the bathroom.

She'd done so much dancing, phew. But she didn't regret any part of it, even if she hadn't meant to dance quite so much. Funny how she lost track of time with his arms around her. Gah! Stop thinking about that Lucy.