Angelica let out an unintentional squeak (humiliating) when his shifting weight let her travel farther than expected but recovered quickly. Twisting the fabric around herself in a makeshift stola, she watched him unfold from his bed. It was a shame the wardrobe wasn't further away, she was rather enjoying the view. The graceful way he moved and showed no discomfort with her, how he seemed so self-confident strolling across a room nude; it all made him more alluring if such a thing was possible.

"Let's call it the British take on a Corvo family classic." She quipped as she watched him slide into a dressing gown, a bit concerned she was slightly jealous of the fabric at the moment. Smirking as he continued, Angel couldn't help but add, "Gentlemen should be appreciative of any favor I give them." She weighed her options as she watched him leave, meeting his attractive little look with an appreciative one of her own. Part of her wanted the audacity to strut across the hall nude, just to shock him, but even she found that too far. Pity. Browsing his wardrobe, the warm, clean scent of his was strong here. That was all she needed to make up her mind. Selecting a silky housecoat, Angel took a moment to adjust her appearance. Shaking her hair over her shoulders and leaving the dressing gown gaping, she joined him.

"How on earth do you accomplish anything at home when you have a tub this glorious?" Angel eyed the spacious tub with surprise. "I would never leave the house." She approached to dip her fingers in the steaming tub, a blissful smile on her face. With a grin over her shoulder, she stepped into the water with a hiss. This was paradise. Letting the robe slip down her shoulders, she sank into the water as the robe fell away. Ducking beneath the surface for a moment, she broke the surface with a pleased sigh. With a curl of her fingers, she motioned for him. "Well, are you just planning on watching?"