"If I get to cheat at wizardry then I really ought to learn some!"

She grins. "But for now, snuggles."

"Indeed."

She snuggles happily, leg and breast and hips and arm and head all seeking as much skin contact as is comfortable.

She nuzzles in. 

"So, um... do you mind if I ask... did I take your virginity?"

"...Sort of depends on how you count it. I don't think so, under a definition where, uh, going down on each other constitutes taking virginity. I had a girlfriend at home for a little while. We did - some stuff. Only on certain days, she didn't know about," she gestures. "Feel a little bad about that, actually."

"Yeah, I think that counts. You don't have to give me details. Want my sexual history in trade?"

"Sure why not?"

She holds up three fingers. "Leaving names out of it, I've had three partners. A catboy with a pussy who was kind of an asshole but in like a hot way so it was hard to hold it against him, a very energetic girl which was more of a friends with benefits thing than dating, and a girl with a dick who I knew from work and was sweet on, but then I got hit by a truck."

She makes a 'hmm' noise and a thoughtful face.

"I'm not jealous or anything. I hope you had fun with them. My girlfriend and I were... I don't regret it but we didn't know what we were doing and kind of hurt each other. Tried to learn from it.

...What's a truck, exactly?"

"I'm sorry. I hope we can be better." 

"And... Carriages exist here, right? A truck is like a really fast heavy carriage that draws itself without the need for horses. A big truck is maybe the size of half this room, and it moves fast enough to make an all-day walk in about twenty minutes. When you get hit by something that big going that fast, you don't usually get back up again."

"...So a magic extra-large carriage. Yeowch. Let's not let that happen again."

"Yeah, it really wasn't very pleasant." Contemplative snuggle.

Abyssia squeezes her sympathetically. She snuggles quietly for a few minutes.

Eventually, "...I should go maintain my guns and roll cartridges. Get ready for tomorrow, if we're going into the dungeon again."

"Yeah, that's cool." 

Thorn scootches away a little and sits up. "One last kiss to tide me over for the night?"

"Definitely." Kiss.

She doesn't put her chainmail back on as she dresses, bundling it up over her arm instead before going.

Thorn gets dressed too, checks her memory to check which room this is again - it's hers - and goes for a short walk. 

Wow, Bys is so great.

She goes back to her bed and tries to sleep. It's a little hard, with her mind full of thoughts of Bys - her hands keep going non-restful places - but eventually she manages to sleep.

The night is peaceful. When she comes downstairs, Bys waves cheerfully. Already armored and eating eggs and bacon.

"Hey, Bys. That looks good, where'd you get it?"

"Stall down the street. Good morning to you, too. I slept better today."

"Took me a while," says Thorn. "I was thinking of you. But I get by with less rest than most."

"-Awww." She blushes. "I dreamed about you."

"Oh? Walk with me to that food cart and you can tell me about it."

"Sure. You get a refund if you return the plate anyway- Uh, it was well, a dream, so dream logic applies, fair warning..."

She laughs. "I know what dreams are like. Go ahead, I won't hold it against you."

"I was climbing the rocks around my hometown and heard someone shouting for help, so I flew into the ocean and looked for them, except the storm kept putting me underwater and I swam in darkness through the cave wondering what treasure I would find and the treasure was you andwehaddreamsex."

"That's a really good dream!" She smiles. "I see what you mean about the dream logic, but I like it anyway."