It was a hard choice, and Geralt seemed to earnestly consider it for a good, long moment as he packed the blankets away carefully where he knew they belonged, and kicked off his shoes and stockings.

"Bath," he decided. That way, they would fall asleep in front of the movie, and not in the water. And also, they could take as long as they wanted. Until they were pruney all over, preferably.

He caught Nina by the shoulders and stole a kiss against her mouth.