#(WAA a maeve in my inbox !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! /JUMPS)

[miki-files]

"I've got a blanket for you."

;; gentle care.

The blanket drapes over her shoulders. It's the first time she realizes it's cold.

Absentminded, Miki looks up from her desk. It isn't often that the stress of deadlines gets to her, and she's already aware that, at the very least, she gets less weight of it than her own girlfriend, but this week just hasn't been it. She has to blink to register Maeve's figure beside her, and then a glance at the time tells her it's much later than expected. No wonder it's cold.

"You're home," she murmurs, offering a smile. "How... was your mission? The Alpha team gets really scary ones... You're not, um, hurt, are you...?"