"I’m always serious, Miranda."
“I realise that, though this seems potentially quite foolhardy.”
❝ I feel like that’s a suggestion made by you already. You’ve beaten me
to the punch. ❞ It’s in the moment that follows that he bends down to
pick her up— just as he ( sadly enough ) knows a fireman would have
in the movies. He blames Tali for that unnecessary knowledge. ❝ To
our bed, then? ❞
“Perhaps though I won’t object it further.” she answers, smile growing despite the obvious tiredness that crosses her perfect features. When he lifts her up, she curls her arms around his shoulders, almost child-like in the way she holds onto him. ”Yes, please.”
” — you’re serious about going through with that, Shepard?”
The tickle of syllables stretching along the shell of his ear forces his
frame upright in tautened stance; it’s merely a reflex. ❝ Slowly, huh?
Why? ❞ His voice is little more than a croon when the very corners
of his mouth lift into a grin. Stature steadily turns then, pivots on its
heels in order to face the woman behind him.
”More so for my own sake of not wanting to exert my already tired self.” She answers, full lips mirroring the expression Aiden holds whilst he turns round and she slides her arms around him again. She leans upwards to kiss the corner of his mouth, gently and quickly before returning to where she stood. “Unless you wish to suggest otherwise and carry me to bed.”
There are only benefits to be seen at the prospect of joining Miranda
in a state of rest— and perhaps, if he is lucky: sleep. A meek smile,
just as one would expect at this hour, pries at stoic features in reaction
to the extended offer, however veiled it may be.
❝ Mmh… —- I would enjoy yours just as much, I know.
Care to take me along? ❞
The comfort of Shepard’s scent is soothing of its own, reassurance that reality still exists, and she isn’t as sleep deprived as she seems, holding tightly upon his powerful back and broad shoulders.
”I’d love to.” Miranda whispers, leaning upwards now to rest her chin atop his shoulder, turning only to place a soft kiss against the tendon of his neck, lingering afterwards near the shell of his ear. “Slowly, at any rate.”