He shook his head an dsat down on the couch. Since she was close enough to grab, he pulled her down with him. This had not been going on long enough that the overly cuddly, newly-in-love stage had passed. "It's been good. Busy," he said. "Lots of exercising." He could let other people into his head to help him now. He didn't like it, not by far, but he could. This meant that progress was coming faster.

"But what about you? Tell me all about it." Apparently something hadn't gone as it should, but it couldn't have been a total bust, could it?