[Her laugh is a low sound in the back of her throat, and she shoves herself closer against him when she feels his teeth catch her lip. Yes, she definitely has a type.]

Perhaps I do. It's not as there is a way for me to escape now, is there?

[She teases him with a nip right back before her eyes soften again, that glint in them dimming.]

I meant... that you smile more often now when you hadn't before.

[And it becomes more and more obvious with each day that she spends with him. Of course, she won't give herself any credit, thinking that it all has to do with this world, with his little hideaway before coming...]

You are more... relaxed. Even now...