The sight of Xander and Alcuin together on the bed was a lovely one, and with Saffron drunk enough to focus on the aesthetics and the pleasure alone without thinking about any deeper implications, she wanted to watch for a while. Without the two men close to her to support her, though, she found herself swaying, and so she wrapped an arm around one of the bedposts, leaning against it as she watched the two of them with a smile.