[Like a young feral animal that was brought inside too late, Quin just has play aggression that can never be trained out of her :( That's all :( promise :)]

Do you speak with them often? [The Overseers.] I can't be bothered, but a little diplomatic reconnaissance might be in order.

[Frowning slightly, she's trying her very hardest to not pull again, even as that makes her motions much less natural and free.]

All things considered, we were quite fortunate. Although... given that we came into possession of our own beds... [They do end up together in the same space quite often still, don't they? Just look at them now.] I know I'm difficult to let go, but don't you like your own space?