She laughs and kisses him.

Love you.

I love you too. What time is it?

No idea - uh, nine.

We have some time before we're supposed to meet Imliss in the lobby, then.

What could we possibly do with that.

Gosh, a beautiful woman naked in your bed with her hair unbraided and you really don't have any clever ideas?

I find that situation actively detrimental to my cleverness! And kisses.

Mmm kisses. Kisses and hair-petting.

And distracting themselves delightfully until it's time to go see Imliss.

And when she arrives there shall be more hugs.

Did you get yourself breakfast?

Yeah, pastries from this one coffeeshop, you want any?

"Idaia, want breakfast -"

"Did you get--"

"The gooey kind of cinnamon roll, yeah."

"Best sister. Best breakfast."

"Humans really got food figured out at some point."

"We did." ...Her smile falters.

"We can do so many fucking fantastic things with chocolate now and your brother can't appreciate any of them."

"Maybe someday."

Imliss hugs them both, as opposed to hugging her sister and her sister's husband only incidentally because he's there.

Not that he minded when she was mostly doing that, either. "Have either of you actually met him, it might help you. A bit."

"...What, because he's good at pretending to be more okay than he is, because Curufin already told me that."