How could he even think he might've done something wrong when he was like this? Xanthippe couldn't understand.

But that was no objection. The way she nuzzled the top of his chest said so. "Right," she murmured, before trying to look up. "Hey, so, are you like hungry at all? 'Cause I'm kinda starving."

Which was his fault, actually. Because she was pretty sure she hadn't really eaten anything since breakfast today because she'd been too stressed to feel hunger. And between the sex and the serious talks, that was no longer the case.