Iris walked through the corridors of the ship with Fleet Commander Lerian to his quarters. It had been a long night, if it could be considered night. It was dark all the time, being out in space. They had worked for hours to make sure everyone had their own quarters. They were finally complete.
Iris had even helped the entire night. She had helped Verion pass out blankets and food as everyone waited. If they needed anything, they would go to the replicators and get it for them. It had been a busy night for everyone involved.
"Are you sure you're ready to move in with me?" Lerian asked her quietly as they walked to his quarters. He was worried that she would change her mind and didn't want her to feel pressured. He would wait for her if she needed him to.
Looking up at him, she smiled. "Yes. I'm ready," she said quietly, grasping his hand tighter, showing him she was ready and willing to be with him. She didn't even hesitate. She could feel the bond. It was strong.
