She gave a reproachable shake of her head. He wouldn’t want to spend time in a locked vehicle, as spacious the interior could be. It offered a poor comfort. “Don’t apologise, it’s absolutely reasonable,” Integra retorted serenely. She gave a pause and glanced at his current state. “You would do well to clean yourself before you return to your office, not too much in order to keep the audience guessing about your ambiguous performance last night,” she advised after a brief pondering.
Her voice was growing hoarse by the lack of liquid to sate her thirst. She should return soon to her house and have a decent breakfast.
“Also,” she added with a smile, taking up the expected mothering role. “Remember to hydrate yourself further if you walk into the Californian summer. I assume you wouldn’t want a heatstroke.”