[ She has no objection to that, resting hands on his chest and leaning back against the counter, near enough that it's just a shift of her weight not a pull away from his arms. ]

I wish. If this were Kirkwall we might manage it. But we can come back. It's an easier trip than the cottage. [ She rubs the heels of her palms into his clavicle and smiles at the floor before looking up through her lashes. ] I'm glad you like it. I've thought about bringing you here for a long time.