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"Yes, he was older." Lhia was perhaps one of the few that knew the dynamics between the brothers. Kyytael indeed was the older, stronger, more proficent brother...but wasn't a social creature, where as Tyyrael was the face of the pair and the student of the older brother. "I try very hard to make people see more efficent ways." Scooting back and making himself comfortable against the pillow and mattress. "I'm horribly transparent, aren't I?"

"I'm going to take that as a compliment." Watching her for a moment before reaching over and slipping an arm around her waist to pull her close to him once more, the silky material of her night dress aiding the endeavour. "Are you going to stay here tonight or are you going to skip back off to your own bed and deprive me of such a vision that is yourself?"

Of course as a rune mage, his fingers were always doing something and in this case they were merely barely sweeping back and forth where they were. He chuckled lightly, nuzzling at her hair some and giving a light sigh as he relaxed some. "Yes yes I know, I'm horribly out of practice with the compliments and wooing thing. I'm all rusty." It have been...what, well he didn't know how many years anymore, since he had done any sort of courting.

"Hm, I'll make sure then that I save some of that silver from work and bring it with me wherever I go so that I am always ready with a proper compliment then. I'd hate to disappoint." Another beauty of this whole thing, she wasn't afraid to make fun of him or indulge him in making fun of himself. Though he would disagree that it had been long for her, as fourteen or so years was nothing to them. However, she didn't seem to like to bring that experience up. Instead he chuckled. "Study buddies hm? Always a pleasure." Brushing a light kiss over her shoulder before settling once more.

"You know if you call me Master Tyyrael when you're not mad at me, I'm never going to learn the 'I'm irritated with you' tone." Lhia, even when they weren't getting involved, rarely titled him. At least in private she rarely did. A blink though as she readjusted and he chuckled lightly, "Already putting me through paces? Shame on you." But he didn't deny her request, brushing his lips over her skin in that same chaste fashion that he had before. Indeed, better without the cloth in the way.

"This is true. Most days I try to avoid you when you're truly on the war path. Probably out of the question now though, hm?" Joking back and forth as if nothing was truly different. "Hm, oh really? Careful Flamedance, I may be old and out of practice but I'm still hard to bring to heel. I'm stubborn, remember? You couldn't tame me no more than I could tame you. I'm just more docile with age if anything."

"I'm sure I'll cope just fine. I have an office for a reason, after all." She wouldn't be the first to possibly drive him to it either. Smiling though as she decided to try her hand at the fancy words and she was far more in practice than him it seemed. "I remember." She had been so upset that night, feeling like there was nothing left for her and that she was alone. He had endeavoured to remind her that she wasn't. If there was anyone there for her, it was him. "I thought you didn't care to believe me. I wouldn't know that you did by the look you gave me."