them uncomfortable. Frey adjusts their position, laying back on the sofa with Harley resting on top of her, giving them a pat on the back.

things ea—

Frey wiggles her fingers in Harley's grasp, looking at them straight in the eyes. She reads their lips, takes notice of the blush on their cheeks, and she answers Harley with a nod. "Yes. Normal sleep." She says aloud, giving them a reassuring smile. She won't do something that'll make —

"I get it." She wants to go back to the way things are between them again. She missed them, and time away from Harley made her start thinking of things she doesn't know how her friend would take it. She's happy right now, they're happy. For now she wants to rest and process everything, and take —

time for movies later. Right now, I want to rest." It's been a long day, and what she wants is to have a good relaxing time with Harley before she reacquaints herself with the Combine here.

"We can have food too later...I wanna sleep with you."

Frey followed Harley like a puppy would, sitting down next to them and immediately going to cuddle them. It's been so long that this all feels like it's all happening for the first time again. She leans back on the couch, reading Harley's question. "I think, I want to talk for now. We have a lot of

for Harley and pointing at the couch. "We can sit there. Do you want me to get takeout?"

Frey looks at the state of her clothing right now, then she looks at Harley again and shrugs. "I'm good for now. My shirt stinks." She said, thinking about what Holly will say if she saw this. Probably not much but the look she'll get. Oh she'll get that stare.

She gets up, holding her hand out—

Harley has a point. Virgil is shit at secrets. They probably just didn't talk about it much. Her question now is when did it start. How long have they been at it even? It's not like she's going to stop her sibling from doing whatever they want. She sometimes just wants to know what happens to them.—