Better to Ask Forgiveness

”Well…guitar aside. Fighting monsters is a more practical skill to have anyways, really.” Musical instruments were nice and all but they wouldn’t keep you safe under an attack. She smiled at him as she left his clothes to soak, pulling the kettles of boiling water off the stove. Phoebe made her way back, pouring the hot water into the cool water of the tub before setting the pots to boil again. ”You’re welcome.” she said, blushing when he called her ‘babe’. That was the first pet name he had ever used for her besides Bee. ”No I don’t think he meant to. I think he was just…trying to be stern. He came and gave me a bit of a hard time too.” she said and smiled at him a bit. ”But yes, I think if I am treated well he would come around pretty fast. Me being happy and well was the root of his concern after all.” she said. It seemed odd to her that Amalia was who he spoke with though. Why was she his confidante? He had never mentioned her before…”You and Amalia are close then, I take it?” she asked. Phoebe looked up at him just as he stretched, having known he was naked but somehow still being taken aback by it. Her eyes widen and cheeks turned dark red for a moment, before his words registered and coupled with the smirk on his face she couldn’t help but laughed a bit. ”What do you mean by that? I found you plenty hot before.” she said, bringing more boiling water to the tub. Phoebe I'll be your shoulder when you cry