Damn.

[ there's a click of his tongue against his teeth as he pretends to be disappointed by seemingly passing the bullshit test she made up as an excuse to get handsy with him. as if he wasn't the one groping her up while simultaneously pressing her frame into his half naked body.

just as she will probably think he's ready to pull his pajamas off along with whatever nightgown or clothing she has on, Bigby shows he is capable of thinking with one head as opposed to the other. she asks him how he feels and he simply shrugs, sliding out from his place between her and the sink in favor of going over to their fancy new shower stall. the door is slid open and he adjusts the shower head accordingly, also fetching his bottle of shampoo to ensure there was enough left. totally not a way of deflecting her question. nope, not at all. ]

I'm getting by like you, I suppose. Working through my days. Don't know if moving into an actual house and paying a mortgage is slowing down, but... I get what you mean.

[ their wallets certainly don't, but money hasn't had a habit of sitting in their pockets for long regardless of their situation. the Wolf's should be used to it by now, and they are. ]

I just hope the scars and talking fruit is the last thing we have to worry about for a while.

[ he says the day before Jade will wake up with bright, green eyes and poor vision. yeeeah. ]