[It's not just his arms that were going to be tired, her legs feel a bit of the strain considering how she had to keep it stiff and firm in order to keep herself supported up against him. So when he sets her down, she shakes, just a little, before standing upright again.

There is a mess on the floor, they're a mess, and somehow his shirt remained intact because of how they discarded if midway, but she's sure it's covered in a bit of sweat from earlier. All in all, more baths needed, not that she minded at all.

She laughs awkwardly.] Well...you can still show me around.

[Soon anyway, considering that even if he's not in the mood for pillow talk, he's always so sweet and affectionate after a session. It's really endearing, actually, so she reaches up to scratch behind his ears after smoothing out his hair.]

I don't mind sitting if it's with you. [Basically, as long as she can bask in his company (whether or not make outs and boning), she'll be pleased.] But ah, after all of this, I'll help you clean up. It's partly my fault too. Mostly your fault.