I'll get us breakfast in bed and let the others know we'll be leaving in the afternoon, that way no one's in a rush. I don't think anyone will mind you gathering your strength.

[ He doesn't move yet, still running his hands over Molly and trying to chase away any lingering memories of harpoons. His hands are large enough to cover spans of the tiefling's back at a time as he thinks of new ways to distract him. ]

Hey, when we get home, do you want to move some of your things into my room? Just so you don't have to always dash back to your own. Couple of shirts, maybe.