[Uneasy as this new adjustment feels she still manages to pull a small smile out of him.]

There is naught to be done in regards to centuries worth of ingrained noble proprieties. They will be overcome in time.

[He pulls at the fingers of his heavy gloves, slowly removing them. She is right about what she said earlier. Though they themselves did not need to go up to the stand and proclaim their matches the weekend itself has been... busy. Their match and everything that followed. It was a lot. Emotionally overwhelming even if all those emotions were extremely positive.]

But it's settled then. We'll share it. [Gloves put aside he makes to undo the pins and other such accessories that coat his jacket, placing them all carefully upon the nightstand which will be his side of the bed, he supposes.] You may change first, if you'd like.

[Now that it's settled there is the question of how to sleep and, obviously, it's keeping to their sides. But the memory of her pressed against them as they steal kisses out of sight from the others is suddenly so brilliantly prominent. And why shouldn't they just be a little closer especially if they have already stepped ahead.

She was just so very warm to hold on to. And it's not as if they are going to do anything untoward...]