Hestia's immediate answer was a low chuckle, as it was a tempting suggestion. Evening wasn't too far off though, so it was better to resist. "I take too many half-ones as it is," she mumbled, snuggling closer. "I really need to put in my full day today. Stupid jobs." Though it had the potential to be harsh-sounding, it was said without true rancor, just resignation.
Sighing as she slid off the desk, the journal forgotten, she hugged him hard, for the moment luxuriating it being so close with the warm of his body against the slight curve of her stomach.