Veronica woke under the warm weight of Finn, bright sunlight coming in the cave entrance, the fire having died down overnight. Veronica considered lighting it again, getting some breakfast ready, but Finn was warmer than the dawn air of the cave and she was so soft where Veronica's hands rested on her back. It was nice for once to be able to relax in comfort, nothing strange happening, no kidnappings or portals. Just a warm, friendly body wrapped around her own.
When Finn woke, she didn't look surprised to be covering Veronica with her entire body, hands grasping her. She pulled away a little, looked up at Veronica.
"Better get on our way," Veronica said shortly. Finn's fingers wandered Veronica's biceps down to her elbows, then she pushed herself up, packing up their bags before Veronica could say they could at least stop for breakfast.
Finn took a long run, and Veronica took a long shower, still aware of the cold air on her skin last night. Finn came into the bathroom and started stripping off, throwing her shirt in the shower with Veronica for her to soap up.
Veronica protested mildly, then rinsed it out and threw it over the curtain bar to dry.
"Leave it running," Finn called, and Veronica could hear the rustle of clothes over the running water. Veronica swallowed and reached for her towel, which was placed in her hand. She held it up and stepped into it as she stepped out of the shower. Finn was in her underwear and Veronica looked away. Finn stepped into the shower and Veronica saw the underwear join her shirt. Veronica shrugged on the gown she wore at night before bed.
"Can you get my shirt?" Finn called. "I was too sweaty to go back up."
Veronica went into Finn's room, still stark and empty, even after all the months Finn had lived here. The botany notes from yesterday were on the bed, next to scrap paper where Finn had made an attempt to copy Veronica's handwriting. Veronica grabbed Finn's sleep shirt, pretending she hadn't seen.
Finn fell asleep that night far too easily. Margueriete watched as Finn's sleepy hand wended its way into Veronica's robe over her ribs, watched as Veronica pulled it together over Finn's hand. Margueriete winked slowly and went to bed and Veronica found herself blushing.