"None at all, it wasn't particularly good..." Another yawn before she gave a small smirk. "Don't threaten me with a good time."

"Don't worry about that, okay? Focus on yourself as well, get some rest too. I'm okay, honest. I'll be going to bed soon anyway, since my next duties now aren't for a couple of days now. Okay? Don't worry about me." Still as calm as ever, she really was sneakier than she let on.

"I'm glad to hear it." For a moment, a sigh of relief. She was getting very worried about the wounds he had suffered, especially since it had been so long since he received them. The fact they were painless meant that the medicine and magical healing were doing wonders.

"Hm? Oh, hey there Caspar. I have a moment free, yes."

"Hm? Oh, no, I don't have any plans for it as of yet. Why do you ask?" Unfortunately, when it came to things like this, Mercedes found herself to often be about as thick as two short planks.

"Oh. Ohhhhhhhh." Now she understood. As casually as she ever was, she gave a simple smile. Sometimes, one had to wonder if any thoughts went through her head. "Okay."

"Don't worry. I realize exactly what it is I'm agreeing to, here." A soft smile from the blonde, knowing what she said would bring joy to Caspar.

"That sounds wonderful. I think you and I can both agree that we really should take some time off. I don't mind flying, but you'll need to take the reins. I'm not particularly a skilled rider." She was more than happy to rest, take some time off and spend it with him, regardless

Well, here was hoping the wyvern would play well when there's two people on them. But at least the pair of them would be able to have a good time. "Shall we go then?"

yaaaaawn. another long night.

baking cookies and treats

.... is that a good thing?

Mercie is in fact back! And she brought cake.

Well if she did, Mercie wouldn't argue. Not at all.

Goooooood. She doesn't think she could handle upsetting him with her baking.

... don't actually tell her that. She may try to wind him up.

No, not necessarily. She does have a devious streak though.

"Why, I'm so glad you like them." Oh no, some of the cookies have disappeared, whatever shall she do? After all, there was only dozens left!