Lenore's brow quirks a little at the murmured words, briefly tempted to call Gideon out on her sass, but Lenore's still too on-edge, wishing they were home and safe, so she forgives it as a sign of Gideon's own nerves.

Greta helps to undress Lenore again to get ready for bed. This time Lenore strips down to her skin, clad in nothing but red curls as she walks over to the ewers of water and does her own quick wash. She's more cursory about it, having had very few encounters with grime in any way and not wanting to linger with the rough soap and cold water. She only bothers with her hands, armpits, and groin, a swift soap and rinse in each place, then dries off again. Greta slips out and leaves them alone, and Lenore dresses herself once again in the gauzy nightdress and clean silk panties.

"Here," Lenore invites, sliding into bed and then reaching out her arms to summon Gideon closer. "Come and kiss me."