The affection melts her, the smile pulling on her lips as she watched him get up, utterly unabashed in his nudity.

Well, he certainly had every reason to be proud of himself, in any matter. She'd have to be blind to not see the figure he made.

But then he turns back to her with a robe that - could only be for her, and that sweet warmth bubbled up again in her belly. Not the desire, but something kinder, her eyes softened with a little oh, as she sat up to take it from him.

"Thanking... thanking you." Her very best attempt to say it in his tongue, this time. Gently she put her arms through it, and stood up to let it fall and wrap around her properly. "... like... like home."

He must have had it made weeks ago for her in preparation, and she could feel her heart warm again, the smile staying where it was.