Redsand Canyon Put your hands on my _____.

His question immediately intrigued her. Towhee’s brain would’ve probably started yelling all sorts of things if it hadn’t fallen partway out of her ear. She chuckled at the thought, drawing in a deep breath. She felt rested but she wanted to clear out the lingering grogginess so she could get her ass out on patrol soon.

-“Sure, shoot,”- the Praefectus said, shifting her weight a little to angle her face more toward Maxim, expression expectant.