Strawberry throws herself onto the bed with a loud, extended whining sound that slowly morphs into nervous laughter.

"I'm fine!" She says, a little too loudly. "I'm fine! We're good! Everything's good!" She's still holding out her wet hand, avoiding contact with the sheets. In mere seconds she has changed to a fresh, cute outfit. Completely clean, warm, but no longer slick with sweat. "No, wait, I'm supposed to be naked." She takes it off. 

"No, wait, half-naked." She puts her skirt and panties back on. "Right. Ok" Her arm moves under her tits to support them. Her heart slowly calms down. "Ok so maybe I go back and we get Sable off and then... cuddle and explore the Academy?"

Meanwhile, Eva is softly cuddling Sable, and hoping Strawberry is alright.  

"Yeah, sure, ok." She takes a peak through the bridge to get her bearings then jumps back.

"I'm back, hope you didn't miss me too bad."

"Hey, Strawberry." 

Eva regards Strawberry with distinctly nonplatonic interest. 

"Feeling a little better?"

She blushes. "Yeah, I'm fine." She returns to the bed. "So, what now?"

"Now we cuddle more. Just get used to the closeness for a bit."

She chuckles nervously. "Right, right." She sidles up to them. Throws an arm around Sable.

Gentle snuggle. 

Gosh she's cute.

Sable pulls her in, nestles her against herself and Eva. "You're not going to do anything wrong," she murmurs. "Not wrong enough that we can't just laugh together about it and figure ourselves out together."

A sudden, vivid intrusive thought assaults her before she shakes it off. "Right. Yeah." She hugs them. "Y'know, its a shame none of my powers are really good for sex."

Sable laughs and blushes. "Who knows. If we keep at this long enough, maybe some will be."

"Mm." She snuggles. "Yeah."

"Who knows," Eva echoes with a small smile on her lips.

Sable kisses each of them on the cheek and just squeezes them close, sighing happily.

"Cozy." She closes her eyes.

And drifts off

Eva closes her eyes as well, and is quickly out like a light with the afterglow coursing through her. 

And after a little bit, so does Sable.

In the spaces between schools, few lilies linger. Even if folded up and out of the way, the trainship is difficult to miss. It is spared curious looks from the bolder of the Academy's students.

None disturb them, in their slumber.

In the space between buildings, lingering in the shadows—

—a cat watches.

The girl stirs. She blinks the sleep out of her eyes.