He considers countering that wizards can do things that would make an ordinary climax seem little more than a sneeze, actually. But then he remembers who he is and that she is a guest and a near stranger, so he doesn't say that, opting instead for a mild, "Indeed."

"Good." He nods, satisfied. "The bed has clean sheets, just mind the books stacked in there please. I've also got a tub that you can use, should you feel so inclined."