Davrin laughed, grin staying as he slouched back against the edge of the heated water, sinking down until only the tops of his shoulders and above broke the surface. That was better than any coy remark about the Warden just trying to get him into bed. There was interest- declared and open, finally- but they were still them. It felt as good as he'd hoped when he decided to get it off his chest.

"If you fall asleep half-way through cooking his dinner, I'm not stopping Assan from eating you instead."