"Sure, why not. Something in me grumbles slightly, saying 'too fast', but I am trying to squish that annoying voice anyway and that will help."

"...if you'd rather I could just spend the night elsewhere..."

"What I am saying is I want you to stay, I'm being clear that it will make me slightly uncomfortable in a different way than it will make me more comfortable from a snuggling point of view, and all told I deem the tradeoff good."

"If you say so..."

"I do say so. Should I have not mentioned it?"

"I'd rather know things, but I don't like causing you... distress. Even if you decide that it is minimal enough that you should ignore it. Not a wholly rational part of my brain."

"Well I would rather be as honest as possible both ways between us, it's pretty important to me. And I really should shower now."

"Right. I probably should, too."

Cleanliness: Is pleasant.

Quite! And then they can snuggle and she can watch him sleep.

Which would be really boring if he weren't her mate - it's not like he talks in his sleep or anything.

She is perfectly aware of this, and yet will be content watching him sleep in complete fascination.

He wakes up to an alarm and spins around in confusion and some small amount of surprise when he's not alone.

"Oh. Hi Sadde."

"Good morning, love. Sleep well?"

"...Huh, yes, quite surprisingly well in fact. Good morning to you too."

"Why would it be surprising?"

"Apparently sleeping with someone, not euphemistically, is really quite relaxing... I do need to get ready for class though, don't give myself much spare time with that alarm."

Zip. She is now holding his clothes.

And now he is dressing for the day, feeling strangely embarrassed.

"Something up?"

"Hm, not really? Just - the same vague anxiety, I think."

"...I'm sorry."

"Ugh. Okay. This incipient feedback loop is going to end right now." He gives her a kiss, still lacking a shirt. "I am going to go to class, and you are going to poke that trading company about becoming stupidly rich, and we will both have a good day."

She giggles. "Sir, yes, sir."

"And I'll probably call you and introduce you to Sandy around lunchtime."