[ Eula can't help but find her eyes lighting up at the suggestion, a soft laugh on her lips as her fingers dance across his chest and her lips press against the underside of his jaw. Once again, he's read her mind and spoken of the exact thing she's been wanting to say herself, and once again it stuns her just how attuned to one another they are in that regard, how she went so long thinking him to be someone unworthy of her time. ]

Mm... you know, I was going to suggest the same. [ And there's that same dreamy quality to her voice too, a sweetness as she yawns and curls in closer. ] Staying home, I mean. So it sounds perfect to me.

[ They'll have to get used to it, she thinks, the other knights— the other people in their lives, accustomed to them being workaholics who barely allow time for themselves, now seeing them actually take days, sometimes more than one at a time, for relaxation and for each other.

Heck, maybe they should take a proper holiday, she thinks. It would be her first in forever... ]

...You know. [ The words are a little abrupt perhaps, her tone too, something sudden in it as the idea strikes her, and she half-sits despite the lazy drowsiness in her voice, looking down at him with a little smile. ] We should go on a vacation.