Nightshift 36: M31-40

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[M39]

Dinner finished, Zelnick grabbed his flashlight and settled down with his journal and a pen, fully intending to catch up on taking down notes-- and finding himself too distracted to do more than scribble out vague doodles in the margins, occasionally jotting down a word or two before becoming distracted again.

Well, supposedly, allies would come by and distract him. And until then, it wouldn't hurt to try and sketch out Talana's smile from memory, the way her eyes should flash, the curl of her hair...

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i don't mind O3

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Hee, his human was so responsive to him! It made him feel very skilled, even in a field where he had so little experience. But he'd always been a quick learner, particularly when something interested him... like the exploitability of certain facets of Hyperspace travel, or human anatomy for example. Both worthy of invested study...

He kept one hand in his human's hair, tracing the other along his chest very slowly. His fingers trembled just slightly, a side-effect of his newly enthused mood compared to how he'd felt when he'd come in. Human bodies were so unpredictable... ZEX rested his head against his human's shoulder for a moment with his eyes closed, pleasantly warm and content to gently caress him for the moment. It was easy to forget everything else when he was so close to something he'd wanted for so long...