"Lip balm, you said?" he asked, sounding like he was in a haze, lost to everything but his olfactory sense and whatever it was doing to his brain. "Uh-huh," Takita breathed, nodding and noticing that he stood so close that doing so meant her nose brushed his. "Can I… taste?" he asked, practically moaning while his fingers twisted through her hair.

In the chaos of a hunt, mistakes can be made.

The Quin Zaza acquires an unlikely new crew member.