Kaleeth climbed off of Janius, though she certainly did not stand up. As Janius placed his hand on her shoulder, she laid herself down on her back. Despite her victory, she felt like she might have pushed herself a bit too far. She was already hurt when the fight started, and her tenacity would not allow her to give up. It might have given her the victory, but she knew she would be regretting it for the next day or so. 

"Ahhh, I don't feel...very tough. I feel like...death. I should really give up sooner. It was the same way two days ago. I promised myself I wouldn't fight as long, but..." Kaleeth began, letting out a pained sigh. Can I just lay here a while? Or in a bed?"

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Peiter rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. "Oh, [i]that[/i]. I just...I mean it's not that I didn't [i]want[/i] to. I still love you and everything, I just..." He began, pausing to take in a few breaths and buy himself time to think. "I was just going through a lot, and I was stressed, and I've been more tired, and...I didn't know if you would want to."

Peiter's tone was difficult to read, so it was uncertain if he was being honest, or just making excuses. His nervousness could imply that he was lying, but it could also be that it was just a sensitive subject for him. He leaned over and kissed Sabine, this time giving it more passion. "I still love you." He repeated. Again, his anxiety appeared to return, but perhaps due to his intoxication, he quickly tried to replace it with levity. He crossed his arm over his chest and held his chin up in an exaggerated, "posh" fashion. Still, if you want to mate...I guess you're just going to have to seduce me." He grinned.