It is a while before he remembers that they should apologize to Imliss or something.

Yyyyeah, that's proobably a good idea. She makes no move to get up.

Three hundred miles. Imliss? Sorry.

No you're not.

...tiny bit sorry?

Enh, I'll buy that. It's fine. I have accepted that "Idaia and Tyelcormo cannot be relied upon to keep their hands off each other" is a law of the universe by now. I'd still much rather have you two around.

We can come back to the lobby if you're still around.

I'm still on your floor. There was a couch near the elevators, remember?

He tells Idaia this.

"I don't really wanna get up...but the room smells like sex, now, so we should."

"And shower, maybe."

"Yes. I suppose Imliss will have to wait a little longer."

Out in twenty, unless we get distracted, he tells Imliss.

So how long are you going to be, then?

That was the most accurate answer I could give you!

I really doubt you're going to be able to refrain from getting distracted.

...by an hour after dinnertime, because at that point we will have to get food.

Okay. See you then-or-sooner.

Okay.

And to Idaia, should we impress your sister with our self-control and shower without getting distracted.

Hmm. On the one hand, her expression would be hilarious, but on the other hand it is easier to wash someone else's hair than your own, especially while locked in an embrace with them...I guess we could just avail ourselves of the complimentary shower caps.

Might be fairer to her.

Okay, let's do that! It will be challenging, but if we try hard and believe in ourselves I'm sure we can prevail!

To the shower!

Being pressed up against her husband's wet, naked body is a sore test of her willpower but she resists.

He told Imliss twenty minutes they can totally do that.