Jean wishes for more. She notices you getting out of bed and extending your arms up in the air like a cat. She watches as you grab your clothing off the flooring and slide them onto your lovely skin.

All while pretending to sleep and discreetly observing you.

*She hopes she could caress the wounds on your back the way you touched hers.

Perhaps Kaeya's proposal of drinking wine wasn't that horrible... She might do it once more. So long as she gets to see you again.