"I'll meet you in the evening..." Katherine said as she left for the lab. Her research might've been slow, but it was still important enough to drag her downstairs every day. A blushing Ravess trailed behind like an embarrassed shadow, and Cassian gave them a polite bow.
"Have a nice day, ladies. I'll just be here… bonding with a mop," he muttered to himself.
With Lucy and Laureen out, Cassian had taken it upon himself to clean Katherine's room. Partly because he knew how picky she was about how things were arranged—he once saw her rearrange books by emotional damage levels—and partly because, well, she had nothing better to do.
With Lucy away visiting her daughters and Laureen sent off somewhere by Katherine, Cassian quietly cleaned the room, humming a soft tune to himself. Most of his stress had already been worked out by having hours long sex with Katherine early in the morning, so the task felt oddly peaceful.
