It's a good thing his taste makes up for it, then.

( she can't help it. she's blushing as he kisses her hand. it had been so long since she'd been treated as the lady she really was, and to think that this uncouth dead mess of a man was the one behind it... seemed both extremely unlike and fitting all the same.

she's finally smiling. it's not even a smirk this time, as she leans slightly forward to press her head against both his and their hands, the adornment on her head jingling gently with the motion.

this... is happiness, isn't it?
grounding herself back to reality again, she quietly clears her throat, pulling just slightly away to watch their teensie friend. )

Thank you, Ales. ( she calls as he turns away. she wouldn't forget how he struggled today for dylas. and only hoped that someday... she would be able to repay him in kind. possibly by kicking his ass in the future, apparently.

pushing herself up, she moves to try and pull dylas to his feet, supporting his weight as best she can with a gentle tug. ) Well? Shall we go home too? Unless you plan on spending the rest of the night on this laboratory floor. ( and there's that smirk, back in its rightful place on her lips. ) Alone.

( oh my. just what could she be insinuating? )