[Eun's gaze follows the movements of his fingers as they run over her skin, she and the wolf both contented by his attention and care. She's comfortable here. Somehow, it wasn't just easy to make herself at home in his kitchen, but here in his home, in his morning.

She waits until his hand is closer once more, and bends down briefly to kiss his fingers.]

I had hoped to. I brought a couple books with me. I wanted to read by your roses, since you said you planned to take care of them this morning.

[While Eun doesn't need space now, doesn't hope for it, she wants to know if they'll be as comfortable in the silence and distance, each doing their own thing, as she thinks they would be.]

My plans are whatever I want them to be today.