He nuzzles her throat on the side his mark sits, "Shower sounds good." He still has the dried blood from the fight on him.

Hands settled on her hips to keep her against him, Richard moves and raises to his feet. She doesn't even have to mention or request being set down though. With his shoulder still in not the greatest shape, he sets her down pretty soon after standing. The shower was quick though, helping each other wash. If Richard weren't as tired, weren't in pain, he might try to play a little more. But a lot of what is on his head right now is sleep. So after washing, they help each other dry off. After which his arm wraps around her waist, nose at her throat. "Sleep?"