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Nervously, James started to lift his hand to put it on her breast. Before he could, though, he talked himself out of it. She might not even want to do more. It had only been one day. Trying on purpose is different than getting lost in a moment, and she might end up freaking out.

By the time the movie was over, she fell asleep on him. Gently, he lifted her head to turn everything off. He took a moment to change into more comfortable clothing before picking her up, and gently making his way back to the tub. She stirred a bit in his arms, nuzzling into the pocket between his bicep and chest. His heart raced for several seconds, even through deep breathing.

After he set her into the tub, and made sure she was asleep, he resolved to do some deep digging into any info on her species. Most of what he'd found ended up being regulations and recordings of diplomatic exchanges. He ended up side tracked completely after he found out about a ten year old from a foster family that had managed to learn their language from the one they cared for. Just before bed, he found an article that revealed that most information on the Novaxans is classified, and only allowed to government officials and foster homes with proper clearance.

Sighing in resignation, he decided his sister had a point. He filled out an application and emailed it in before laying down for bed. There was an automated response, saying that the consideration process would take up to 8 days before an in person interview would be conducted, along with questioning every person they could find a relationship to in your life. Great. Now even if it failed, everyone would be asking questions. He sighed before flipping onto his bed, sleep crept up on him too slowly to feel truly rested.