[Honestly, the warmth of the towel is making her feel a little sleepy, too... And it isn't until she feels him run it through her hair that it starts to take its hold on her, and with a content little hum, she closes her eyes and leans to the side, just enough that it presses against his hand and the towel.]
It smells nice, too...
[Another giggle, this one turning into more of a snort.]
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It smells nice, too...
[Another giggle, this one turning into more of a snort.]
How do I look?