Rowan kept her eyes closed, but her face was a mass of moving muscles, all responding to the inappropriate orders and commands being sent down the wires by the AI core several miles away.Rowan kept her eyes closed, but her face was a mass of moving muscles, all responding to the inappropriate orders and commands being sent down the wires by the AI core several miles away. Ember let go of Rowan's leg and moved up, closer, touching her on the shoulder. "Harter," Rowan said. Ember pressed down a little harder, feeling the pliancy of Rowan's flesh under fur. As she moved her hands down Rowan's body, she began to wonder what it would happen if she tried... She shook her head and pulled her hand away. "Rowan," she said, "Try to get some rest. That leg has to heal." "'day," Rowan said, with some reluctance. Ember smiled as she walked out, noting that even if the pronunciation was a few weeks off, at least the facial expression was coming along. She wondered why that bothered her. "Evening," Ember said cheerfully. "Hi!" Rowan responded cheerfully. "How're you feeling?" "Isn't that my line?" Ember asked. M'Riah, Ember's brother and a Felinzi like herself, laughed gently at the two of them and said, "Can I get you something to drink?" "Wait a second," Rowan said impetuously. "This is my house, I'll make the offers. So, Ember, can I get you anything?" Ember laughed in turn and said, "No, that's okay. I just wanted to see how you were doing." "It's so strange," Rowan said quietly. She shifted slightly in the couch, pushing her tail to the side. "I still haven't gotten used to sharing my facilities with a stranger. |