The warmth, the pressure, the gentle embrace of her touch settled across them like a blanket. She loved them. They loved her. She knew.

Gladiator closed her eyes — the two of them leaning into each other, supporting each other, loving each other — and the exhaustion they'd somehow managed to keep at bay all this time finally hit them. Love... They murmured, their voice trailing off as their eyelids drooped and their legs noodled and she fell asleep, her neck still wrapped tight around Zora's own as if a hug was the sole thing keeping her from evaporating into a murky, green mist.