Just like Khadgar thought Medivh's glee was contagious, Medivh thought that Khadgar's laughter was catching. The Magus's shoulders shook with laughter as he made himself comfortable after cleaning himself off; reaching down for his discarded pants to use. They would definitely have to figure out a way to clean their garments before heading out in public. At the moment though, he just felt so light-headed and giddy. He wasn't used to such happy and content feelings. Not ones like this where it just felt like the whole body was filled with it.

Though Medivh was occupied, he didn't miss the hesitation before Khadgar removed the rest of his clothing. Not wanting to make the other man uncomfortable by trying to get a better look in the dimming light - Medivh simply drew his eyes away to help give his companion his dignity. Khadgar honestly had nothing to worry about. Not in Medivh's eyes at least. There was still some times where the Magus saw glimpses of the youth of so many years ago.

He shifted over a little to give Khadgar more room when the other picked up his book and came over to the lounge couch. Due to the lights that were almost out, Medivh waved a hand at the banked fire in the brazier, getting it going again to create a soft warm glow. Okay...and this time he had to get a look at Khadgar when the other man stretched. He liked what he saw. However his expression changed to an almost nonchalant look at the Archmage's comment and a dark almost elegant brow raised slightly. The cheeky little shit.

"Oh?" He tossed his long hair back and gave a rolling shrug. "At least I did not light up the whole room with an arcane blast." He drawled casually.