"Yes, but in the scale of days, not hours. Enchanted clothes—the very best ones can get pretty expensive and rare, but I can get good enough ones. We are just going to Taimi's lab for now, so we can hold off on the enchantment?"

"Oh. All right." Yaaawn. "Okay. Then yes, bath, yes clothes, and... I'll make a list of some kind, I definitely had some time to think about what sorts of things I'd want to carry around with me everywhere."

"I can imagine." The room has an adjoined bathroom! It is Rather Pretty.

She smiles fondly at him, leans up to give him a quick peck, and then: hello bathroom, you are excellent. Wow, this is some fancy magic, and some fancy not-magic. The plumbing situation is very impressive, she's quite pleased.

He aims to please!

"So," he says while he's rubbing her back in the rather expansive bath, "am I yours, now?"

"Um," she says, blinking. Oh. Oh, yes, she did say that, didn't she, uh. "I—I mean, if you'd like to be? I was being more cranky than possessive, we still haven't talked about what things we want from whatever it is that we have, I'm not under the impression that I have any actual claim on you just because we shared the best night of my life—oh no I'm babbling, help."

"It is my impression that these kinds of things tend to take longer than a day to be figured out," he muses aloud.

"In my experience it's in, mm... chunks? The people involved in the relationship figure out what they want at the start, and tell each other and see if it matches up, and then later they re-evaluate and do it again, and again, and again, until eventually they've either realized they're incompatible, or that they're not. All of that doesn't tend to happen in a day, because people are complicated and so are their needs." Pause. "That's not to say we need to figure anything out now, it sounds like you just want some time to think? Which, yeah, fair enough, it's been a day."

He nods. "It's... I like you a lot. And I've been with enough people—but this feels different. On the other hand, you spent yesterday with me, you saw what my life is like. It is not what most people look for, I think, to be running around all over Tyria doing what I do."

"Aw." She finds one of his hands and brings it to her lips to kiss. "I like you a lot, too. So, so much. I've had relationships of my own, some of them emotionally intimate, but, um. Yeah this feels different to me, too. Some of that might be Mist-related trauma, where I'm just so touch starved and lonely that I just fling myself at the first person available, but." She trails off. "... I don't think that's what's going on. And to be honest, after being stuck in the Mists for ages, unable to do anything that mattered, it sounds fantastic to be running all over Tyria doing things."

"Well, in that case." He disentangles his body from hers, walks in front of her and gets on one knee, a hand over his heart—yes, in the bath—then says, "Vetareh, will you be my partner in adventures all over Tyria?"

Oh no now she's giggling.

"You're a delight," she cackles, then she catches her breath and schools seriousness into herself and takes his hand so she can answer his question properly. "Yes, happily. Though I'm not sure I'll be able to make it to every adventure, I expect I'll need downtime to figure out how to best leverage my spells to cause mayhem and chaos to all who dare to oppose us, and the like, but. Yes, I would love to keep having adventures with you, I had such fun."

He beams then leans forward to kiss her. "I'm not busy all the time. I do have downtime, every now and then."

Kiss! "Every now and then. Ahuh." Her eyes sparkle and she gives him an amused look. "I might turn out to need more than you, I get the impression that yesterday was not the busiest your days can get. That doesn't mean I won't support you in your adventuring, or anything, just that I might need sleep."

He laughs. "Yesterday was... not the busiest, I will admit, but it was busier than average."

"Oh, I was mildly concerned that that was what a slow day looked like. But then, I don't know what your day had been like before I got there."

He starts counting on his fingers. "Eir's memorial and the founding of the new guild, then I went to Taimi's lab and fought some chak—enormous, disgusting, magic-eating bugs—and from there I took an airship to northern Maguuma. There was the explosion, it reverted itself, and I explored around the place. Fought some ghosts, fought some White Mantle, rescued a few Pact members, regrouped with Captain Almorra, and went exploring the crater. Fought some more White Mantle, then that energy anomaly attacked me and that's where you found me."

"... And you still somehow had energy for me?" she says, raising her eyebrows.

"This is not the first time I have spent a long time without sleep," he points out. "And besides, well. It's you."

"That's really flattering," she admits.

He kisses her forehead. "Now let's finish up and figure out what's up with Primordus."

"Yes, let's, I'm starting to get all pruney."

"I'm sure you must have a mesmer spell to deal with that."

She snorts, then goes back to washing her hair.

"No," she informs him. "I could make it look like I wasn't, maybe, but actually changing it, no, not really."

Chuckle.

Eventually they are bathed and dried and clothed and ready to face the—extremely early morning.