Hello, My Darling Wife

By the time Kazcor was knocking on the door again, Ella was gently washing one of her wings with a rather soft washcloth that she'd found under the cabinet. The amulet was on the counter, and she pulled it back over her head and waited for the familiar magic to envelope her.

Once it had, she opened the door and claimed the clothing, hugging it to her chest as she paused, just a moment to study the back of Kaczor's form. And then the door shut again, while she dressed.

She didn't bother brushing her hair, using just her fingers, as she exited the bathroom in nightdress and robe, drying her hair with just a towel. [q]Thank you.[q] She doesn't clarify, but it's a thanks for not looking at her, despite the fact it would have been easy to do.

Sidling up next to her fiancee, she held out her hand. [q]The healer did good work.[q] She commented, admiring the other's healed face.