At a certain point, Anoki could tell she was losing Caelwyn--namely, when he stopped responding to her comments. So she quieted down as she worked, and rubbed his muscles until she felt the tension leave his body, and heard his breathing slow and even out.
When she stopped, and he didn't respond, she knew he was down for the count. With a wry smile down at him, she moved slowly, carefully, and swung a leg over him as she crawled off of him. Poor thing needed the sleep, no doubt, and she wasn't about to wake him. Him healing up was more important than his possessions--and in any case, that bag of his was likely long gone by now.
Hopefully it didn't have anything important in it!
With a yawn of her own, she took off her belt, veil, and headscarf, because whatever. He knew she was a whore now. Honestly, she'd only kept it on because she'd forgotten. With that taken care of, she pulled the covers up and over Caelwyn, then slid beneath them herself.
Because sure, she'd said she wouldn't pull any tricks, but that didn't mean she was giving up her bed!