Lennon frowns thoughtfully. “That reminds me, he still thinks I’m a gay dude.” She shrugs a little. “Something like that.” She wrinkles her nose. “Someone’s talking about me,” she looks around for the culprit. 

Carra scowls, then she faintly smiles at him apologetically. “Sorry about that.”

Zenith tilts her head slightly, and kisses him passionately.