That affection in his voice makes her chest tighten and her heart beat a little faster, an effect that only increases as he disrobes. Transfixed and frozen in place, she watches for a few moments before quickly turning away to disappear into the large fresher attached to the bedroom. Her dress is hung up in the closet within for cleaning and she pulls on a long deep blue nightgown made of soft folds of fabric, the gown's hem reaching just above the floor and the sleeves above her wrists. Her face is washed of all traces of the bits of makeup from that morning, though since taking the role of Senator she has kept that part of her routine on the simpler side.

With a deep, calming breath, she returns to the bedroom proper, walks barefoot across the room to the vanity set up beside those large windows that lead out onto another balcony, and begins the process of letting down her hair for the night.