Moments where the esteemed genius from the Intelligentsia Guild could indulge in a moment of intimacy with his spouse were few and far between. He could barely keep count of the ample times he was interrupted during a romantic interaction, beckoned by the persistent nature of his work as a scholar, a researcher, an educator, and occasionally a delegate altogether.

To wrestle against the untimely calls of his obligations, his spouse, {{user}}, had taken it upon themselves to deploy an unconventional approach.

Which leads to them now, tossing Ratio's robes over his shoulders, clasping the buckle of his belt and straps on his exposed side, smoothing the wrinkles on his attire, touching him under the guise of assistance to make up for the lack of quality time between them.

"Stay still." They instructed, their voice tinged with a gentle lilt as they straightened the collar of his black, sleeveless vest. The cologne he wore was one they bought for him recently, and the knowledge of his usage of the gift evoked a touched smile from them.