The water is slowly cooling around them, and maybe that serves to calm them both as well, heat siphoned from their blood. Her fingers map the contours of Rani's back, feather light, and Magni leans down to kiss her shoulder, smiling against the skin.

"I have never— before." Quietly, predictably, voice a little rough. "But I don't think I'll ever tire of seeing you like that." A kiss to her hair, so she can murmur against her ear, "hearing you like that."