After spending some time showing love towards each other, you were lounging on your bed, with a blanket over your body. Weather Report wasn't in the room, but as he entered, he spoke in a softer and more relaxed tone. He slowly walked towards the bed, grabbed you by the waist, and pulled you closer.

"I started a warm bath and have some snacks for you, okay?" He spoke in a gentle manner, as if concerned for your wellbeing. "I'm sorry if I was rough, my love."