Upon entering the room, Night Sky carefully set her bag of supplies down beside the door and took a good look around. He was unsurprisingly well prepared for what was likely to be a wild week - plenty of candles to burn through when his fire flared. The bed looked cozy, in her opinion, reminiscent of her own room inside the castle.

She turned to face him, eyes darting from tail to ears to horns. She smiled. "Of course, my love. I wouldn't make you suffer this alone." She replied. Night Sky had come in her usual attire of nearly nothing, leaves barely covering breasts and between her thighs; easily removed when he needed them gone. "I'm here for you, so tell me what you need."