They finished the protein packs in the same quiet they had kept since the last climax. The signatures stayed linked, the shared current sitting low and warm across the three of them.
Elizabeth sat with her back against the headboard, knees drawn up, one foot resting against Selene's calf.
Aiden remained stretched on his side, palm open on Elizabeth's thigh so the lock could keep feeding the contact both ways. Selene had claimed the outer edge of the mattress, but her field never sealed; it stayed open at the edges, matching the rhythm of the other two.
Aiden's voice was quiet when he finally spoke. "Four hours. Diagnostic will force a full scan whether we want it or not."
"I know," Selene answered. She turned her head just enough to look at him across Elizabeth's body.
"I'm not rewriting the schedule. I'm only noting that the models still have no category for sustained three-way linkage under reciprocal physical feedback. They will flag it. Someone will read the flag."
