Zayd woke after only four hours of sleep. He sat up and leaned down, gently pressing his lips to Lilyan's temple as she slept. He smiled softly to himself, looking down at her lovingly. After a moment, he sighed. He had to go relieve Kahn. He could tell from his thoughts that the night had been uneventful so far. Kahn had not seen Jadiel.
Zayd slipped out of bed, careful not to jostle Lilyan and wake her, and left his room. Zayd closed his door behind him carefully. Kahn looked up as Zayd made his way toward the couch, noticing his movements. Khan slid his headphones off of his ears and gave his brother-in-arms a smile.
“Good morning, horn dog,” Kahn chuckled.
“Gross, bro,” Zayd chuckled, “You're not supposed to think about us that way.”
“Well, once I got over the initial gross factor
