"Just wait, eventually I'll figure out a way to get a proper hot tub and then I'll never leave it," she jokes, stretching languidly as she crosses the room to take a seat on the edge of his bed. She combs her fingers through the ends of her hair, clearly enjoying getting to actively pamper herself. She's still a little bit tingly after the endorphin rush, and part of her wants to try and wake César up a little more to mess around, but if he was sleepy, she should let him rest. At least she could lay here with him and doze in kind.

"I think this is probably the cleanest I've been in about a decade," she jokes, twisting the ends of her hair around her fingers then letting it fall away again. It just doesn't retain curls, unfortunately. She glances at the book when he sets it aside, arching an eyebrow at the dry reading material. "Hopefully you didn't get too bored without me..."