Eve: Early Morning Blues

"[G] Why don't you ask him?" Torch leans over to Eve as they both watch their chief settle in against the wall for the night, Camilla starting to slumber against his side. All the others are somehow asleep, despite the earlier commotion only a few dozen feet away.

"[G] Didn't you hear him? He has a lot on his mind. I don't wanna distract him with my...problems."

"[G] Did he care about that before? Sex is good for morale."

"[G] It's not just sex..." A million thoughts go through her mind, most of them about her current body...and maybe even mind. "[G] He shouldn't need to take care of my problems. He's already done so much for me that I don't want to burden him any more than I have."

Torch nods, despite her visible lack of understanding. As silence - interrupted by the occasional snore - envelops the room, Eve's gaze shifts between Dusk and Camilla, and the hornet twins next to the Empress. I can't break my promise...not again...

"Eve?" The former elf recognizes her chief's voice in her ears. He continues, extending a hand, despite his mouth not moving. "You wanna sleep with me?"

Her heart flutters and she almost immediately scurries across the room on hands and feet, snuggling into Dusk's side. He lays an arm around her, pulling her closer, a smile on her face as she drifts to sleep.