SAMARA.

YESSIR OK IM HERE

YES NIHLUS

perhaps a blanket… the floor is not quite as comfortable when one is sick

SNEEZES. she’s worried she may have come down with something.

oh—she didn’t hear the reader come in.

😳😳😳 oh shit??

handing her whatever the fuck that is

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well, that’s all very well and good. and who exactly do I have the pleasure of stepping on this evening?

She smiles as he gives her a little squeeze, reaching up and pressing a small, appreciative kiss to his cheek. “Thank you, Nihlus. I know I’ll always be able to count on you.”

Now? He’s not giving her a lot of notice—good. All the more fun. She is leaping at the chance to go to Thessia, rushing to the planet’s surface.

oh—! how about the midsection, then?

A head start? He might regret giving her a head start once they arrive. She knows Thessia like the back of her hand. She wishes him luck.

I appreciate the sentiment. It is always nice to hear a complement.

isn’t something always happening on Omega?

“You’re right,” she admits with a sigh, resting against him and body going lax. “But wake me the moment we get to Omega, alright? We don’t have a moment to lose.”

Yes, especially now. And how should they start with their change of pace? Should she run to Illium so that he can chase her? Or perhaps to Thessia—has he ever been?