"Okay.

I think I accidentally implied earlier that that was our first kiss."

...snort.

"Speaking of things to be amused by," she elaborates. "She asked if we were dating and the kiss seemed to sort of...establish that? So I think she thinks it was unprecedented."

"I suppose there would be awkward questions if we explained how we actually met." Kiss.

Kiss. "I mean, we could admit to the sex without admitting how exactly you originally propositioned me."

"There might still be some awkward questions."

"Maybe, maybe not. People will assume all kinds of things to keep their worldviews intact." Kiss.

Kiss.

"I'm very glad I met you."

Kiss. "Same."

"We should get out of the car," she says reluctantly.

"Yeah, all right."

She gives him one more quick kiss before opening her door and getting out of the car.

Yes, out of the car, good plan.

Well, she can hug him, hug is more compatible with walking than with driving.

Hug is good.

"Tired?" she murmurs.

"Something like that."

Okay. Well. Hugwalking.

"This is yours?" Sean asks, impressed.

"No," Charles says, "it's ours."

"Come on, time for the tour," Raven says, striding off towards the house.

Serafin is not sure he wants the tour.

Charles either picks up on this or makes a lucky guess because he suggests that maybe choosing rooms should be first on the grounds that after about seven hours driving some people are liable to be tired.

"Good idea."