Perhaps she is just a little bit too pleased with that laughter, entirely too endeared, heart feeling like it swells just for looking at the wonder of her. Entirely too charmed, too delighted, by the woman resting on her lap. It hardly seems possible sometimes, that she's found someone so very dear to her.

But, well. Magni leans back against the side of the bath, one brow quirked with amusement as she observes her Jarl.

She doesn't say it, but her mouth opens very slightly, a silent oh? Although she is doing her utmost to play into this moment of reprimand, she can't fully contain the smile that is playing around the corners of her mouth.

"Am I?" Impertinent, apparently, as she squeezes Rani's waist.