Nandita had only glanced once while zipping up her skirt to see if he was looking; she had been both disappointed that he hadn't and amused at the way he seemed to be so focused on everything else around him. He could be very funny and very cute and seemed to simply not know it. Had he called her wife yet forgotten he was thus allowed to look?
A smile came to her lips as she came up at his side and received a compliment. "You think so?" Nandita echoed as she looked down at herself one last time. "Thank you." She put her hand on his bicep gently, just above the elbow.
"I'll find something to cook for you, have no fear. I promise I'll take good care of you." She flashed him another smile and took a step away.