"You need a bath. We both do."
With a playful smile, she turned and opened the door, taking his hand and tugging him inside without giving him the chance to protest. Bruce let himself be pulled along, a quiet smile settling on his face as the door closed behind them, warmth, peace, and familiarity replacing the chaos he had just left behind.
Sophie led him down the hallway toward the bathroom, her fingers still interlaced with his. Halfway there, she glanced back at him with a soft smile, then lifted her wrist and tapped lightly on her smart bracelet.
"Send a clean set of clothes for Bruce," she said casually. "Room delivery."
A short confirmation blinked across the bracelet before fading.
She slowed near the bathroom door, as if savoring the moment, then pushed it open.
