Cute soft sleepy baby.

Mmmmmm. (She pushes herself into Elana, snuggling as best she can while being held down and drained.)

Very comfy.

Eventually, Elana is full and switches back to kisses and pets.

Mmmm good.

"Love you," she murmurs sleepily, once she's permitted to talk again.

Happy hum.

"I don't know that I'm ready to say that. But I do like you a lot." Kiss.

Kiss! "That's 'kay." Hum and nuzzle. "Loving you feels nice."

"Good." Nuzzle. "Pretty girl."

Sleepy smile. "Your pretty girl."

Hee.

"All mine."

Heeeee.

She snugs into Elana and yawns.

"Tired?"

"Little bit... Might get my second wind in a bit though..."

"Keep me informed."

"I will." Cuddle.

Cuddles.

Elana idly reaches for a notebook to keep reading.

Lace snuggles her for a while, then eventually regains enough energy to help with reading through the notebooks.

Back to work.

It's interesting, at least, even if it's also a mountain of work.

No one ever said becoming a god would be easy.

Well, they can do it.

Of course they can.

Lace, sadly, can't spend all her time holed up in the inn room studying - even if Elana brings her meals, she gets restless fairly quickly, wanting to explore the city and the nearby countryside. She enjoys hiking at night under the stars, and wandering around the shops, and finding odd places to perch and people watch. They draw some attention, every now and then, some of it sustained, but most people don't keep staring if glared at.

But, the night just before Lace's gun should be ready for picking up, Lace has dragged Elana out to one of the walls, to watch the moon rise over the ocean on a windy night -

And Elana's alarm runes on their room go off.

"Something's wrong."

She switches to alert immediately. "Here? At the inn?"

"The inn. Someone's in our room."