She was in a soft teeshirt and matching cotton pyjama pants underneath, feet ensconced in fluffy socks, no underwear to speak of. Why bother? It was more comfortable to sleep without.
"What was it like?" she asked, as his hands found her waist. "The fight? Was Ares mad?" She wanted to know more. The intricacies of the gods still interested her, maybe moreso now that she lived among them.