Birdy

She grabbed both towels and hung them over the shower, opened the door for the steam to dissipate and generally straightened things up. That had been her role before, she saw to his needs and fought by his side. It had it's ups and downs, but she was sweet on him for some reason and always came back.

"Not important." She'd actually forgotten whatever smart mouth comment she was going to make when he grabbed and kissed her.

Now she stood in the doorway to his room, knuckled rapped on the door frame. "Were you looking for company or...?"