Aspel Cassul: When in doubt, Aspel! (weaponry) wrote in emillion,
"Mm." A slight huff of air slipped out with Ari's words, fingers rising to brush a bit of hair out of the other woman's face. Even with Ari's decision, clear boundary respect and... All of it. She couldn't put everything into exact thoughts and precise words, but it made Aspel feel at least a bit bad about the whole situation. Ari would probably tease her about it, or come up something unexpectedly sweet to say, but the smith couldn't bring herself to voice such concerns at the moment. Perhaps this was one more thing that would forever be left in the nebulous unspoken territory that much of their relationship seemed to float in.
"Ah, right. Of course." One hand moved up to grasp at the back of the couch, using it to assist in her bodily removal from the other woman. Though, with adverted gaze, and slow movements, the whole ordeal would seem rather reluctant and something streaking nakedly across her face would read even the tiniest bit of unsureness about the whole situation, but not a single word would be spoken at first. At least, not until she was almost entirely removed, sitting back on her hunches at the far end of the couch and eyes roaming the take out boxes. "Sorry." Was the brief murmur before a huff was let out and Aspel was on the move again, starting to remove herself from the couch so that the food could be taken care of.