Jolt always dove headfirst into anything without so much as a second thought to the consequences, and such seemed to be true for matters of the spark- or heart, as the case may be. The reactions of their commanders and directors and whoever else were the farthest things from his mind- save, of course, for Tanizaki's inevitable meltdown.

"Probably," he conceded after a moment. The sudden rush of... all of the things that had just happened was starting to wear off, and his weariness was making a comeback. He eased back onto the mattress, taking her with him as he had before.