It surprises a bright smile out of her, Magni laughing quietly as she shakes her head. "My wife is very cruel. Prowling along the shore like an angry cat."

Her shoulders sway a little for emphasis, a feline prowl, before she brings one hand up and goes to gently boop Rani on the nose with the suds, in revenge for that terrible teasing.

But not all jokes. Her other hand is still at Rani's back, steady at the small of it, and she rolls her hips up slowly, experimentally, as she watches her.