The soldier squared his shoulders, smiling bashfully and shifting in his seat. He was trying to appear casual as the memories of the previous night flooded back into his head, and he had to visibly stall the warm stirrings of desire that was now rousing in him from her smile and subtly sly movements.  He had to admit, she'd made him quite tired too. He was glad he'd awoken before noon. His stamina and her experience and expertise... 

He blinked a thick blink, shoving the hunger out of his eyes and sighed. He spoke up a moment later. "I agree," he declared. "And no one would have heard of us in Marienburg. At least, no one we're liable to run into." 

He ate another small helping of food, and then wiped washed it down with water. Reluctant to leave as well, he knew it was the right choice, so he decided to help his partner get into gear. 

"As much as I hate to say it, best get dressed," he told her. Once she got up, he'd give her a light, playful smack on the rump. It was one part joking, one part playful, and one part hearing her squawk. He still found it oddly adorable she did that whenever she was surprised. 
[@Penny]