She stayed ensconced like that until the annoyances started to roll into their moment. The first comm call was ignored. The second caused Samson to lean back in irritation and crush his heel to the button that would suspend the unit's incessant chirping and pinging. Samson closed his eyes and just leaned back with his wife in his arms. It was still nearly impossible for him to think of Persephone as 'wife'. It was almost an alien concept to the two of them, they had just always 'been', now it was formal and ... odd. And now there was so much more swirling around them and they still hadn't had the time to take the briefest break to acknowledge their own relationship status change.
Persephone mumbled quietly past his neck, "Samson?"
His hand traced her side as he spoke softly into he
