"I think so too. Lucy just isn't enough," she teased. "Although when we leave he'll miss her too, I'm sure." Verity's skin wasn't used to his hands, it had been months... and she shuddered as it smoothed along the skin. She bit her lip to try and hide the obvious reaction but she knew he'd notice, he always did.
She gave him a half smile. "Coming from the man who doesn't care about his robes," she said teasingly, though her discredit was sincere.