Zenith leans into him a little, smiling as she continues the movement. “Hey, this is kind of fun! I see why you like this so much.”

Lennon cups her cheek. “December 9th. The day after my namesake was assassinated.” The MC turns to Lennon. “Same question.” Lennon narrows her eyes and looks into Murphy’s eyes. 

Carra grins and bites his stomach a little. “Someone’s been working out.”