Her hand pauses in the middle of applying lip liner, and she glances toward the bathroom door, frowning slightly. She hopes he's not going to go brood. She really doesn't want to have to snap him out of it.
As she finishes up and packs away her makeup, she hears the soft tapping on the door and is intent to ignore it as well. But when Jemma calls her, she exhales a little sigh, and steps out of the bathroom in time to see the rats leaving.
She blinks.
"Mmmnope, not a hallucination."
That's really taking room service to a new level.
Barefoot and smelling of lavender soap, she ambles over to the bed.
"Enjoy your catnap?" she asks, cupping Jemma's cheek and lifting her chin to look at her eyes. As gentle as her touch is, it's not so much a gesture of affection, but one of practical concern.
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Her hand pauses in the middle of applying lip liner, and she glances toward the bathroom door, frowning slightly. She hopes he's not going to go brood. She really doesn't want to have to snap him out of it.
As she finishes up and packs away her makeup, she hears the soft tapping on the door and is intent to ignore it as well. But when Jemma calls her, she exhales a little sigh, and steps out of the bathroom in time to see the rats leaving.
She blinks.
"Mmmnope, not a hallucination."
That's really taking room service to a new level.
Barefoot and smelling of lavender soap, she ambles over to the bed.
"Enjoy your catnap?" she asks, cupping Jemma's cheek and lifting her chin to look at her eyes. As gentle as her touch is, it's not so much a gesture of affection, but one of practical concern.