Oh, definitely.

Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm. She is good and warm and cozy and he likes her very much.

He has probably not been snuggled in a very long time and she is doing her very best to make up the deficit.

With great success!

Because she's awesome.

...Awesome and hungry, it transpires a moment later when her stomach decides to interrupt.

He smiles and kisses her. "Should I go hunting again?"

"Could do. I also have food in my car--dunno when you wanted to leave..."

Shrug. "Whenever you like. I'm hardly about to miss an appointment."

"I think I might rather leave sooner rather than later. There...isn't that much to do, here, besides have sex with you and eat venison, not that those aren't perfectly lovely activities, but."

He giggles.

"I would rather not get bored of them before I have to!"

"Perfectly fair!" Kiss.

Kiss! And then giving her pile of clothes a resigned look. "I should really get dressed if we're headed out," she mutters. She does not sound like she wants to put those clothes back on.

He laughs.

She sighs and disentangles herself and puts on torn garments covered in dried blood. Ick, but marginally better than nudity if she bears any likelihood of running into people.

"Well, that's more attractive than I was expecting."

"Well, it does have a lot of blood."

"Mm."

"Where are we relative to where you ambushed me? I can find the car from there, but..."

"I could fly you there?"

"That works."

Dragon!

She bundles up the objects that are not bloodstained garments and climbs onto his shoulders.

Dragon dragon dragon.

And then she retraces her steps back to where there is a car waiting. There are no other cars in the area. She smiles.

"So, it really doesn't look like there's anyone around after all, or going to be anytime soon, and I never want to wear these ever again," she says brightly.