Joi smile and it can only be described as demure. "...I do. And I'm glad for it." She wants to kiss away his sad expression, wondering if perhaps she said the wrong thing. She has complete control over what she says and does now, instead of a modicum of it that she'd managed to achieve on her own, under his tutelage. And she likes that he didn't customize her. In an odd way, that makes her feel more like a person and not a thing to be used and discarded.

If he wanted to stay chaste, that would be fine. But she'd still want to sleep next to him, if only because it would feel like a comfort.

She giggles. "I know! It's just that we're both supposed to be mature adults and not be quite so silly about matters of sex. Not too coy, not too obvious, and unashamed. It's something which happens between two people who love one another, or at least are attracted to one another. But love and attraction...one would hope that they'd go hand in hand." Because she loves him. And she finds him very attractive. She may want to toss herself headlong into socializing, but she's always going to be his.

"Hot baths? With real water and perhaps bubbles or a bath bomb or body oil? Not those awful two second long....I don't know how to put it. Power washes?" Those were likely efficient, but nothing to be enjoyed. She wants to enjoy at least a little.