Nuzzle. "You're a good pillow..."

Pet pet. "I'll just stay right here then, shall I?"

"Mmmm... I'd like that."

"Then so it shall be." Soft kiss. "Good night, pretty girl."

Happy wiggle. "Good night, lovely."

And she drifts off a bit.

Elana remains awake, still as a statue, watching her sleep.

She sleeps curled into Elana, smiling in her sleep, sometimes shifting around. She stirs up pretty early, a bit before sunrise, but seems content to just lie there cuddling Elana, half asleep.

"Good morning," she says quietly.

"Morning, darling," she murmurs.

Nuzzle. "The gates won't be opening for a few hours yet."

"However shall we entertain ourselves, then?"

"I can think of a few ideas. Our previous discussion was cut a bit short..."

"Oh? Do you have any new rebuttals?"

"One or two." Which she is pleased to demonstrate.

Mmm, she's a tough debater... Still, Lace has some arguments Elana might not have thought of.

She might have a point there.

Oh, good. As long as they both emerge enlightened...

That should be achievable.

Perhaps with a few more rounds...

They might end up getting a late start after all.

Eventually Lace drags them to brunch, at least.

Mortal needs have a use in timekeeping, at least.

Sadly they're not quite at the glorious transhumanist future. Lace does like food in the meantime, though, and the reminder to enjoy it.

To brunch, then. (Elana of course just finished eating, so she will again have a smaller portion.)

Lace makes up for it and more - she's rather hungry, and the food here is decent.