Relena didn't know how she felt about the fact that at 22 years old, a taller, leaner Heero Yuy could throw her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes, and did if he felt for even a second she may argue with his assessment of her current safety. 'Dignity means nothing to the dead,' he'd tell her. On the one hand, his silent but oh so obvious teasing over her lack of vertical progression over the years was becoming rather stale. On the other…there was something that appealed to her most primal nature when his intimidating form, heavy and solid, pressed into her, dominated her and drove her to bliss.
Indeed, she thought, a silver lining in every cloud.