[ At the moment Athos is willing to chalk up whatever odd habits about her mood or behaviour to her experiences this afternoon. He's just pleased when she seems to relax, even if he doesn't always consciously notice when she hasn't.

It's a little weird though, resting the arm holding his glass on her legs, so he switches it to the other hand and sips at it once more, letting the other arm just rest instead by itself across her legs. His thoughts at the moment are very different than her thoughts. She mentions the leather and he lets his head fall back onto the cushions. ] I think... he might actually have been wearing at least an entire calf. Possibly a young cow. I mean, I like leather as much as the next person, but - the entire outfit. [ He'd mention something about the sword too, but he's got one on his wall, so. ]