[ yknow what she just lets him help clean her up, still a little hazy-eyed. This is affectionate grooming or whatever.

She cleans her own hands off too, before weakly flopping back against his chest, shifting her legs out from under her with QUITE some difficulty so she can sit sideways in his lap and stretch the cramps out of her calves AND remove her pants because. Well. It's a bit too late to salvage them after all that. ]

Ha... Your hands are way too big to be doing that with no warning.

[ says it kind of fussily, but doesn't actually look like she's complaining... or inclined to move away from him at all. ]