Mag tilted her head thoughtfully for a moment, considering their range of options as to appropriate activities in which they could engage in together. She had planned on getting him outside to see the change of leaf color, as if he had never seen them before. She knew he had, but it never hurt to suggest.
But he wasn't dressed for outside, and she didn't want to bother him with getting uncomfortable and dressed. What was the point? Especially if they could relax and be together.
Slowly she shook her head at him, "Can't think of a single thing worth moving from this spot," she replied, leaning into his embrace, "What about you? Any suggestions on how to spend our time?"