Remi had gotten into a pair of pants and a light linen shirt that was only buttoned up to his navel. Thankfully, he had shaved this morning, so he did not completely look like a beach bum in the middle of winter. More clothing was a concession to not give flashbacks of war being called on the surface.

He gave Alexa's hand a small squeeze. "Let's just get past it. I don't want anything over at the moment."