"I think I'm kind of carnivorous now."

"Mmkay. That's easy enough to work with. I have no allergies, but need to have ink with every meal, 'cause I'm a weird-ass cartoon character now."

"Ink. Good ink. Got it."

They get to the house. It has a big yard with pine trees in the back, and there's a little park area between the two rows of houses, with a rocky brook that streams directly into one of the ubiquitous hot springs two houses down. A quick walkaround reveals a big common room with nice couches, kitchen, two office or study room sort of areas, a small 'garage' clearly not intended to hold an actual car, more like a bicycle, two bathrooms and four bedrooms and a balcony with a little roof and furniture on an upper level.

Bys leaves again, dropping her backpack near the door, after a fairly cursory inspection.

"Sable I need to sleeeep. I need headpats and then to sleep. Maybe you do too actually. Headpats, at least."

If one looks very closely, one might see the faint fraying around the edges of Sable's grins. "You are so right, you have no idea. It has been a very long few days. We need a cuddle puddle. We need headpats and scritches and maybe I should tell a story and then we should just crash."

She lets out a heavy breath.

"Pick bedrooms, wash up for bed, meet up... wherever this headpatfest is happening?"

"Eenie meinie miney that one." She sends her broom up to it, and then wandifies it, letting the bags thump down. "In the den, on that couch."

Flooooop on the couch. Face first, still in T-shirt and tail hole'd jeans.

Sable floats her broom to a nearby bedroom to drop her bags while really quickly washing her face and brushing her teeth, vanishing the broom when everything's up.

And then she flops onto the couch next to Lenora, and drapes her tails over her. They're very soft.

"You want the first backrub or scritching or whichever? I don't mind."

She mumbles something unintelligible except for the word 'massage' into the couch and then flails with her left hand for a moment, before it finds a tail and starts gently stroking it.

Sable shivers, a happy little shudder running through her.

And then she sits up next to Lenora and starts giving her a backrub, slowly and carefully kneading any tension she can find out of the mousegirl's back and shoulders.

Oh that is niiice. She grips Sable's fur a bit when she starts, then relaxes.

"Needs a brush for you. And can you be a little more... Scratchy?"

"Totally. And yeah, I wanna get a good brush for mine eventually. What you're doing now feels really nice though."

She shifts to scratching, as best she can through the t-shirt. Actually, if she's scratching she doesn't need the leverage anymore.

She flops back down with a happy sigh, continuing to scritch.

Yeah. It's nice. She's way too tired to, like, do much more but she pushes her other hand out eventually. It can brush the fluffy tails too.

"Manaaaaa I feel it. Feels nice. I could fall asleep right here. And what I was actually saying was Chandra I used to work with does good massages and I could try to imitate them. Not asking for one, sorry."

Oh no twice the tail-petting mmmmmmm...

"The mana feels pretty greeaaat. The petting does toooo. I would looove a massage but then I think my last dregs of manic energy would collapse out from under me and then either I'd fall asleep on you or the past few days would finally catch up with me and I'm not sure I wanna subject you to either of those."

She should take off her shirt for better scratches.

...She should NOT do that thing. Maybe when she's known Sable for more than one whole day.

"That's okay. I'll carry you to your room if you fall asleep. Scratch my ears a bit?"

"Mmmmokay~"

Her hands gradually make their way up and wrap around Lenora's ears, scritching tenderly along the backs.

Oh no she's meeeelllltiiiinnggblargl.

After a bit she shivers all over, then sighs and relaxes more. 

"Youuu never know how tense you are until you're not. Massage attempt?"

She blushes and nods.

"Do you have muscles though? Hmm..." She stands and motions for Sable to lay on her front.

She attempts massage, having been taught the basics. Rhythmic rubbing up and down. Deeper kneading or small circles of constant pressure on especially tense spots. And make sure to let up if it hurts. Upper back, lower back, shoulders. It's about relaxing the muscles, loosening them up from their clenching and tension. Occasionally she breaks to scratch her ears or tail instead.

She seems to have something at least impersonating muscles tolerably, and carrying some amount of tension. And with some massage, she tenses, relaxes, says a garbled bit of gibberish, then sags into the kneading.

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmm~"

Haaaaaa. It's nice to be good at something, and to make your friends feel better.

After a few minutes the massage is interrupted by a yawn, though. She stretches and sighs.

"I'm gonna go sleep. That was niiiice though. We're totally going to, like, headpat cuddle some more. Tomorrow."

Sable appears to have fallen asleep, and lets out a happy murmur, then tightens her tails around Lenora unconsciously.

Ah... Well, alright. She'll carefully carry Sable up to her room, whichever one she picked. She exercises, she's strong enough. (She'll have to keep that up, honestly...)

Up the stairs, bridal carry style... It's just the most comfortable way. And lay Sable down on top of the bed, and try again to gently pull away from the tails without waking her up.

Sable snuggles sleepily into Lenora's arms as she's carried, one tail going around her waist, one around her arm, third around the waist again from the other side. When Lenora sets her down, she mumbles "you're r'lly great" without quite waking up.