"That sounds like it had an or on the end."

"Do you actually want anything more to do with these people?"

"I do not fancy trying to live on the street."

"I have a castle."

"And it sounds like that's the or!"

Kiss.

"I don't often have guests, but I bet I'd manage."

"Works for me. Do you have a library?"

"I do!"

"Awesome." She is already hugging him and still doesn't have the energy for anything describable as "vigorous" but she can nuzzle him!

He kisses her.

"Is that a 'yes, please carry me off to your castle in the woods'?"

"Was I not clear enough? My bad. Please do that."

"Anything around here you want to take with you?"

"My books, if you don't mind carrying them."

"Happy to."

There are kind of a lot of books. Luckily, he has magic.

He kisses her and gets out of bed and goes to a bookshelf. It's hard to see what he's doing exactly - he has to be putting those books somewhere when he pulls them off the shelf, but it looks like he's just tucking them neatly into thin air.

Ooh. That is not a thing she can do with magic. She watches appreciatively (the magic is not the only thing she's appreciating; he hasn't exactly bothered getting dressed).

He does actually put clothes on - they seem to condense out of mist - after he's gone through a couple of shelves. One by one, he puts every book in the room away in his mysterious magic pocket. Apparently it's a very big pocket.

Aww, what'd he have to put on clothes for.

She appreciates that his pocket is large enough for her books!

Then he comes back to bed and scoops her up and kisses her.

"Think I missed any?"

Kiss! "I don't think so. What'd you have to put on clothes for, though, I was enjoying the view."

"I didn't feel like wandering around naked?" Kiss.

Kiss. "How dare you have valid preferences that conflict with my whims."

Giggle. Kiss. "Anything else before I carry you off to my castle in the middle of the woods?"

"Well, you could tell me your name."

"Tasfal."

"And I'm guessing you know mine from the stalking."