"Ready to go, Anakin?"

Nuzzle. "Yeah."

Then off they go.

She's still a bit hazy, so it's exceptionally easy to get her deep into that mindset with the full routine.

And Elesse is able to pretty easily draw gossip and idle promises and a thin veneer of friendliness out of the lieutenant.

- Who early on slyly implies she'll find more doors to open for Elesse if she sees something intense, who repeatedly dangles this or that little reward for each step of escalation.

Elesse can time things to get a bit of that, enough to know the woman's being sincere with this game, enough to call it a small success, before she hits the limits she negotiated with Ani beforehand.

From the woman's hints - and Elesse's instincts - there's a good bit more she could get, enough to maybe dramatically shorten this mission - or at least give them leverage or wiggle room for things like Ani freeing slaves - if she'd only stretch a little bit more. Well within what Ani's said she's theoretically fine with, even.

(She's enjoying herself, letting herself enjoy this. It wouldn't be hard to continue. It would be the most natural thing in the world. It would be easy.)

(But so is falling to your death after you step off a cliff.)

"Perhaps next time," she says teasingly. "I like to keep some things up my sleeve."

The woman raises an eyebrow, smirking. "Already figuring out how to get your audience coming back for more?"

"Always."

She laughs. "You're not bad at it, then." And, with a little purr, "Would this time tomorrow fit into your schedule?"

She hums. "We'll see. I don't want my girl getting too worn out to fight."

"Of course." Then, with a little smirk, "You have my number if you change your mind."

Wink. "I'll let you know."

Then out, her and her Ani.

Her Ani seems somewhere between 'blissed out' and 'half asleep.' Probably would need a good bit of prodding to do any of the walking herself.

Elesse can carry her back.

And clean her up a bit before tucking her into bed.

By the soft noises she's making and the pleased hum in her mind, she very much enjoys that. 

She's rather cuddly that night, too.

Elesse is not complaining.

She wakes up very early the next morning, sore and still floating in that mental high. Usually she's out of bed within thirty minutes, but... Today, she wants to lie in, definitely until after Elesse wakes up. 

Which she does eventually, rolling over sleepily.

Normally she gets up well before Elesse, makes her tea and gets them ready for the day, which she enjoys, but... This is another kind of nice. 

Anakin's chest is glowing a bit. 

"Morning," she murmurs. 

"Mm. Good morning, Anakin."

Snuggle!

They can cuddle for a bit.

"We should get up eventually..."

"Probably."

She shifts. 

...Nnnf, she's sore.

"...Can you make breakfast?" That's usually Anakin's job, and not doing it feels a bit embarrassing, but... She feels like being pampered a bit right now. 

"Of course, padawan." Elesse gets up to do that.