Jim was panting and he slowly sat up. Lunette was lying beside him, well worn, and rather used. He touched her back and she shook her head. "Don't." She looked at him and he knew then that she understood. This would be all that they would have. She could barely lift her head from her exhaustion. And her heavy-lidded eyes watched as Jim dressed himself and he went to leave her until her hand caught the bare edge of his trousers. He looked at her and she whispered, "Thank you." And with that he watched as she rolled onto her side, and forced herself to sit up. She slipped off of the bed and wobbled a bit and he went to help her until she held out her hands and said, "I'm fine."
She turned away from him and disappeared into the bathroom. He stared at the door and rolled his shoulder before he turned away and eased out of the quarters. Amelia arched a brow at Jim as he exited her quarters and she nodded before disappearing inside. She peered about and noticed the robot maids remaking the bed while Lunette revealed herself once more. She had showered and Amelia could smell the sweet fragrance of her shower pour from her. "Ah, he gave you a thorough beating did he?" she teased. Lunette smiled happily and Amelia smiled for her, before she said, "You cannot keep him. He will not stay." Lunette nodded and with a stretch said, "I am rather aware of that."
She craned her neck and yawned, "And it is not I that will lose a night's sleep as he will." Amelia's head tilted to one side. Lunette walked to the bed and she eased into the newly clean sheets and looked at Amelia, who stared at her with curiosity. Lunette explained, "No woman has seen Jim act the way I saw him do so tonight. I feel as though he may torment himself over what has happened for a few days."
"And you?" Amelia pondered. Lunette pressed herself to sit up. "I wish I could have more." She groaned and covered her face, "I just need to go home."