"No, not the attic. Too much dust to get into places you don't want it in." So that left four rooms. Wren sighed, letting one nail trace his jaw and neck and collarbone. "That means an all nighter. Haven't done one of those in a while. But," she snuggled up more against him, letting her fingers toy with is skin on his waist and hip, "So I don't forget, I wish you safe journeys and a quick return home."